The Daily Priapism

Lately on the real it seems that even reality is missin
Ive been slippin, what makes up the world I livin
Reality is different, and slowly I find myself trippin
And surely more than a small bit I feel the urge
To take a minute or two to myself so I can purge
But whats its worth, Ive roamed the earth since birth,
Only to find out that chasing dreams can leave you cursed
Or even worse, up til that day your in that hearse
You search and search just trying to find self worth
No purpose but passion, dreaming for action
While the rest want satisfaction, creating factions
Only dividing and subtracting, a truth so disguised
You only feel safe if your masked in
So whats the attraction, more you want more they be askin
For ways that pay, your self respect is getting cashed in
And then what happens, your scared of crashin
dreams get Smashed in too late to change your actions

Fate follows its own path, no need to solve the math
no matter what you add, youll never get back to what you had
so good or bad, life has limits and you will live it
so even if you pivot youll always wonder what'd be different
but you gotta listen, regret will haunt you so just end it
don't mistake, still moves you must make, so don't wait
or you let time choose your fate,

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