Why do we hold on?
Why can’t we just…let…go?
It fucking defines us
We let it define us
We LIKE that it defines us
It means there’s more
More than your 9 to 5
More than your carpool lane
More than your social media likes
More than your Netflix suggested list
That with the right amount of light
The right amount of water
The right amount of bullshit
Of believing you can
Despite the odds
That we could succeed
At something truly worthwhile
To do what you love
To love what you do
To be remembered forever
Immortality
By finally letting people in
By opening yourself up
Exposing your truth
Your psychoses
Your vulnerabilities
Your humanness
And showing other wounded
That they’re not alone
But this dream takes a toll
The biggest of which
Is self belief
And why is that so…fucking…hard?
So many of us with a story to tell
But gagging on the first syllable
Afraid that once we do speak
We’ll realize we’re alone
And always will be
Listening to those words
Echoing off cold, brick walls
That a dream never achieved
Is better than the death of that dream
Even gagging on that syllable
We are trying and possibility exists
So why do we hold on?
Because we’re through sleepwalking
Now it’s time to wake up
Time to put in the work
Even if the gagging
Brings the taste of copper
We will swallow it down
And retch out the next syllable
Together we are a chorus
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