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are we fools?


are we fools?

am i a fool?

i question myself a lot

is what i do going to matter 

"in the long run"?

do i even want to 

do this or need to?

i hate emotions that last

for what feels like

forever.

i don't like the questioning.

who am i?

what do i want to do?

do their oponions matter?

times like this is when i need 

a source of inspiration. 

my heart searches 

and searches

and eventually finds

answers.

the answer ive found

is that we are

only fools if we

give up.

ive found that 

inspiration is real.

its all over.

its deep inside people,

waiting to be shown

to others like me.

am i a fool?

maybe.

are we fools?

we will have to decide

for ourselves.

 

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