Restart

I cry though I shouldn’t be.

I bleed though I see no blood.

I feel blind though I can see.

People tell me I am perfect, though I am flawed.

I thought I saw the beach.

But a tidal wave consumes me.

They wanted to teach.

I pushed them away, wanting to flee.

Reality shot holes in the walls of imagination,

I had a secret that ate at my heart.

I wanted to be flawless, but I had an addiction.

I just want to restart.

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