When you are trapped
between the real and unreal
it is hard to explain
what it is that you feel.
A spectator watching
your life slowly pass by
and realising that if you
don’t act you will wither and die.
You know that you
have to take part
but are left confused by not
knowing where to start.
Try to find the answer to
what is holding you back,
the reason that has you
reaching for the Prozac.
Life can be a very brief passage
and it is up to you
to see what you can salvage.
The world is not our home, we are just passing through.
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We are all just guests.
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This really spoke to me.
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Thanks.
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