Feeling so stuck
No control of what's happening
Around me
How can I move forward
When my feet are
Planted in tar
Fossilize me
Cause I'm obviously
Not
Going anywhere
Let my path shine
As to tease me
Let me feel the warmth of the sun
I'm so cold
Freezing
Bones are sore to the core
Muscles are inflamed
No movement
No moving forward
Must accept what's been given to me
Because control is a facade
And no matter how hard I try
There will always be
A huge wall to climb
But, first,
Oh, but first,
I must gather the tools necessary for such a journey.
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