A page of my diary!

Having captured my thoughts
The state of my mind shaken
As it lies in total dismay
Stock in my brain
My sensory nerves detects
Shits! There's no escape route

Am I willing to try?
Am I ready for it?
Would it be okay?
Can i play along?
Does it worth my time?
Or should I just walk away?

The path I've chosen
Comes with a lot of chaos
The "ME" I'm seeking
Is just a picture of my shadow
The fuss I'm making
Comes as a result of the figures I see
The things I admire
Is directly proportional to the things I aspire
The phrases I'm writing
Is stolen from the pages of my diary

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