The never ending cycle.
Go on and put a brave face, pretending
that you've got it all figured out.
Then you take it all in, until it
becomes too much, and you crumble and fall and shatter into pieces. You mope
around for a bit, then reluctantly start picking up the fragments and piecing
it back.
Then you go about, put a brave face,
pretending that you’ve got it all figured out.
The never ending cycle.
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