Potential

Weight presses down

on my soul

and my bone


I walk alone

potential hurting me

with what could be


they all look to me

i’m shackled

potential just cackles


it’s chained me down

i’m trapped

and they clap


success after success

it just feeds this beast

and they let it feast


now i’m hollow

just soul and bone

as i sit all alone

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