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everything good in my world
is taken from me prematurely
plucked from my all too idle hands

my problem is in the delay
i wait around until everythings perfect
in this world, nothing is ever perfect

my judgement is overcast
it is blurred by its own judgement
who will judge the judges?

if only you could see inside of my soul
if only i could see inside of my soul
then life would be easier, tenfold

i have never made a single good decision
in my lifetime, i have failed many times
what is success defined by?