Composed on December 21, 2011.
You know you are in it.
You know you want to.
Then, what stops you,
What disarms you?
You were always so,
Impulse ruled your actions.
A walking contradiction,
When they called you a 'thinker'.
The smallest of things hurt,
But you never let it show.
Every time you wanted to talk,
The words were too slow.
And yet, today, you are afraid.
Afraid of climbing up the stairs.
For the further up you go, you know,
The further down you would lie.
You know you are in it.
You know you want to.
Then, what stops you,
What disarms you?
You were always so,
Impulse ruled your actions.
A walking contradiction,
When they called you a 'thinker'.
The smallest of things hurt,
But you never let it show.
Every time you wanted to talk,
The words were too slow.
And yet, today, you are afraid.
Afraid of climbing up the stairs.
For the further up you go, you know,
The further down you would lie.
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