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I plan the future,

So I don’t have to live in the now,

I find comfort in the past,

So I don’t have to face the present,

The present that I am pathetic,

That I am a disappointment,

I try to make everything just right,

Perfect,

But somehow,

I always make the most mistakes,

Me, who has no real talent,

Me, whose opinion and thoughts don’t really matter,

Drowning in myself for I am nothing to anyone else,

I will live in this pretend world of mine,

And pass each day of my untitled life by with self-seclusion,

And there I will plan my untitled future,

So I don’t have to live in the now,

I will find comfort in my untitled past,

So I won’t have to face my present,

And doing this,

I will pass each day of my life,

My meaningless, miserable existence,

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Atirah Jewel