Crawling around the surface unseen

Antiseptic methods have lead to progress

No we have become what we eat

This void to blame while chasing success

Where does that leave me?

Overreaching hearts helped me regress

I cannot control what you believe

Submerged close to the deep end

Making routes converging at relief

Not all make it but some trend

Funny we all suffer trying to define unique

Canonize the outliers blamed it on regret

Cataloged cries for a help sound so serene

Hands up is all that was said

There’s someone you should meet

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