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[daveespionage]

I'd say I'm surprised
But I'm not.
I'd say I'm witholding
But I'm not.

Nice, neat rows
Neat, clean rows
Tidy tidy tidy
Tidy didy didy.

It all grows so evenly
The massive
Walls of our own
Work.

So the idea is to keep
Moving so that when the
Old caves in
You're not around.

But that's where I get lost
I keep running back down
The row
Into the collapse.

Staring in awe
As the dust and
Sediment
Pile around me

I get mired
In the mess
And the muck
Gets on my dress.

I hate wearing skirts.
Its so, 1998.
So lets not talk
About hippies.

Or that time
With that thing
And those people
In my life.

I'll look forward
And see something
Redeeming about myself
Or I'll just go back to bed.

I'm scared shitless right now
That every decision I'm going to make
Is going to go horribly wrong
And yet.

The pessimist would say
"But every decision you've made HAS gone horribly wrong."
The optimist would say
"You can't know how everything is going to come out, and it could all be for the better."

I'll definitely side with
The optimist.
They're harder to catch.