Implications
It is building up inside me
The agony of waiting
The reasons are still unclear
I am conflicted
I know what to do
I want to finish it
All I do is procrastinate
It burdens me
Yet I do it over and again
More so than previously
I enjoy it immensely
I don't want it to end
I resent it
And these words hurt me
How can I be like this?
Speaking indirectly
I should be working
Solving it
Anything, but speak of it
It distracts me from my purpose
And I let control be taken from me
Powerless and broken
I feel it
I crave for it
I know this obssession quite well
Yet all I do is let it
Possess me all the the time
Purposely I let it
I meant for it to
I control it
I am above and beyond
I have power
I have skill
The kind that is beautiful
The kind that is concealed
It's a secret I am willing to share
What can you do against me?
Nothing that I can't do better against you
So don't mess with me
Love me
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