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    dots Submission Name: breaking points and getting bentdots

    Author: cornonthekob
    Elite Ratio:    6.13 - 675/504/469
    Words: 442
    Class/Type: Story/Serious
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    dotsbreaking points and getting bentdots

    in my head i hear you talking
    and i don't know what to do
    i know that it's not real
    or at least i try to assume

    i try to bow for respect
    i did not mean to move my eyes
    we're different pages of the same story
    so we don't have to pick a side

    what if we knew that the truth requires compromise
    if we move through the pages together we'll all feel less victimized

    everything doesn't add up the same
    but i'm not counting on getting short changed
    the whole scene could just up and rearrange
    i'll still be shelving the gatorade

    i don't want the glamor of a career
    i'm just looking for a tool to help me care
    and i don't mean it with a sneer
    when i say to hell with likes and shares

    i want to dance in the shadows
    to know mysekf when the lights come on
    my sickness isn't an anthem
    i can't think myself better or wish myself strong

    all i can do is choose my goals carefully
    carving out my way through what the world has planned for me

    i am not full or free of sentiment
    close to my retirement
    i'm just working for the time well spent
    instead of years that i fear i'll regret

    i don't care for hypotheticals
    i can't do everything i'm told
    i don't believe i'm truly cynical
    but time and i grow old

    i am flesh and blood
    strung out on my own philosophy
    about a bent society
    and living with a disability

    part of me really wants to take the easy ride
    blame my sickness for my habits like the ghosts that haunt my mind

    it would be easy, believe me
    i've seen it before
    i could think of new sypmtoms
    when i'm manic or bored

    but then i'll be left with the song in my head
    about walking with gods while humanaties dead

    i'd rather fall face first
    and get a taste of the dirt
    than let myself waste away
    afraid to fail or to hurt

    i probably won't take all your advice
    but i'll listen when you have it
    and i don't do it out of spite
    when i choose to do the opposite

    i'm a punk by accident
    poetry is the consequence
    whatever you see in me is who i am
    twice the size and half the man

    there's a train wreck in my thoughts
    so my mood will probably diminish
    i will try my best to keep routine
    break downs come with consequence

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