i miss my imagination.
i used to be great a writing/singing/photography
im just not myself.
and im afraid im gonna forget who 'myself' really is.
the time has come to pick my future
and im going to fail as an adult i just know it.
im going to fail at life because im so good at it.
im scared of not being good at what i love.
save me from my thoughts, they are consuming me.
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