I wasn't myself



Yes I know I oughta be sorry
Vision blurry, death coming early
Things never worked out for me
Never fell into place for me

You weren't yourself. That's your problem

I wasn't myself, I was lured
Always assured, but never cured
I wasn't myself and that does matter
Does it not? You know better

Just shut up and go away

Yeah, I wish I could take a detour
I always mourn, life is sour
A small detour from life usual
But to stay afloat, back to normal

Stop being in this state. Do something

I wasn't myself, I was lured
Always assured, but never cured
I wasn't myself and that does matter
Does it not? You know better

That's not a solution. You can't give everything up

Training myself to perceive
Bad as good, lift my mood
Slowly preparing for the worst
And enjoying every bit of it

I've had enough. Do whatever you want

Oh, give up resistance
Give in to the flow of life
I will let things go on

Oh, give up resistance
Give in to the flow of life
So come on let's do a high five

I wasn't myself, I was lured
Always assured, but never cured
I wasn't myself and that does matter
Does it not? You know better
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Submitted on June 13, 2021

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Scheme aaaa x BBCC x xcdd x BBCC x xxxx x EFx EFx BBCC
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,067
Words 215
Stanzas 13
Stanza Lengths 4, 1, 4, 1, 4, 1, 4, 1, 4, 1, 3, 3, 4

Arpan Dey

Arpan Dey, 16, is a high school student from India. He is interested in mathematics, modern physics, the metaphysics of science and interdisciplinary sciences. He is a young member of the Junior Academy of the New York Academy of Sciences. Several of his science articles have been published in Young Scientists Journal. He is also a senior member of the Young Scientists Journal editorial team. He likes to read and write in his leisure time. He has published with Amazon his book on the Harry Potter universe and also a collection of short stories. He wishes to pursue physics in the future. more…

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