Limits

I cannot take this anymore
The disappointment, guilt and pain
I’m showing it the door
I’m bleaching out its stain

I have control of what I do
No reason to pretend, calm down
Think about the next move
I will not be destiny’s clown

I’m sick to death of this two step
Backsliding, hemming and hawing
Do yourself a favor
Back to the board, start drawing

Stop acting like a damn puppet
Your disease is not your whole
Take charge, yell out, scream, shout
Until you reach your goal

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