I Don't Know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
The words are my mantra in a flurry of questions
I don't know
I don't know
Why are you so surprised?
You've watched me slowly crumble
Becoming the husk I am now
Disappointment gleams in your eyes
Your golden child
Shattered
No longer perfect
No longer the heir apparent
I'm so sick
But not in body
My soul aches instead
Wretched agony, slowly built up
Until the dam shattered
Just like me
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