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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