I’m (Un)Done!
Tired Tired
Losing purpose
Drifting Sifting
Desiring closure
Needing agency
Getting only directives
When will life be mine?
Feels like I’m ingesting turpentine
Why can’t I call the shots
For once, just this once in my life?
When will my space be mine
To decorate or delineate as I like?
I’m Undone. I’m Done.
Done with this existence
Really looking forward to a future
Where my world’s my private haven
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