Sitting.

Sitting
Waiting for my future to come for me
Intimidated by it

Afraid of rejection
Afraid of acceptance

When you only have one goal in
Life
What’s the point of living once
You’ve reached it?

So I stay dormant
Never moving
Sitting

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