It can be lonely
This journey through life
It can be scary
And filled with strife
Look, I know you're busy
Doing all those things you do
Surviving, living
And just, well, being you
If you need, reach out
I try not to turn people away
At worst, I reschedule
To a shared non-hectic day
So please, please don't be silent
After all, it can be so fun to yell
I can't guarantee help
But together, we can struggle well
"Do not give in to avarice"
I tell myself once more
"Do not give in to avarice"
It is oft a one-way door
"Do not give in to avarice"
The temptation is so strong
"Do not give in to avarice"
Would it really be so wrong
It would save much fear
To just give in to greed
The chance is always near
To take what others need
Take what I want first
Before any question why
Begin the endless thirst
I know will never die
"Do not give in to avarice"
I tell myself once more
"Do not give in to avarice"
It is oft a one-way door
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Inspiration: Avarice by David Fenn, from Death's Door
There's a moment, there's always a moment
When you choose what sort of person you are
A quiet voice speaks up, and asks you
Are you willing to go this far?
Is this you? Is it right?
You know what this means
You are not stupid
It is not too late
We don't always react well
We have all failed some moments
Learned about ourselves
In a way we didn't always want to
There is sometimes another moment
If you make it there, I beg you, set things right
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Inspiration: my worthless life - not good enough by my head hurts: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5EHwPVC3tw
So, I keep on going
Even without motivation
Even without pay
I keep on writing
On calculating
On processing
My mind doesn't rest
I can't just stop
Until I feel "done"
The picture is growing
Connecting dots
Drawing lines
I am not logical
I am not artificial
I'm often not intelligence
I am human
I was already travelling
So, I keep on going
It's ok to walk away from a battle
Even if you think you can win
You don't need to test your mettle
Or give your armour a spin
Lose, sometimes
Congratulate the victor
The War Bell chimes
And you can neglect her
You may find joy in fights
But it might make you hostile
Leave some sleepless nights
You wont get past in a while
So, walk away
Not because you're weak
Because it's a nice day
And you'd like it to be a nice week
