25.2.14 My life, Your choice

I took my life out of my own hands a long time ago
Because they wouldn’t stop shaking
and the trigger finger was getting itchy

Living on waves and breezes
Living off the parts of my brain
That tell me to eat, sleep, and breathe

Living for others
For if I’m gone they’d be worse off
Even if I’d be happy

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