Now

It kind of feels like you’ve been here before.

You talk, but no one listens.

You scream, but you are not heard.

You do what you’re supposed to do, but then you think:Β Is this what I am supposed to be doing?

And, it’s hard to tell.

Because,

in the end there is no right or wrong.

There is only the present.

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