I find myself precariously dancing along the edges of crossroads leading to nowhere.
I find myself hearing words that carry no weight from people I’ll soon forget.
I find myself forgiving their insults and lashing out at myself.
I create a dystopian utopia to envelope my heart.
Where there are smiles there are factors at play: efficiency, neccesity, gains, losses and personality profiles to maintain.
It’s not the strangers at play.
It’s the people who “Love” me.
Built in flaw.