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Friday, May 27, 2022

Microstory 1895: There is Something That Is Wrong With My Life

There is something that is wrong with my life
It has been this way for the last five years
Each day that comes is like twisting the knife
Being stuck might just be my greatest fear

When I was younger I so wanted this
To be a part of something that would last
But now it’s come it’s anything but bliss
I wish that I could go back to the past

I work quite hard, but never feel quite pleased
I’m thinking now I should just go back out
And hunt for greener grass to feel at ease
But I’m sure once I’m there, I’ll find a drought

So I’ll just suffer until it all ends
Or ’til a Deus ex machina descends

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