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An opportunity has appeared
but I decided to not even try
as bad as it may sound or look
only I, can understand why
It’s one thing moving forward
it’s another enslaving myself
to what others call “better life”
I will remain on the same shelf
The reason is quite simple now
yet it is hard to be understood
I know myself and it’s too early
I ‘m not ready for the shoot
When will I be ready? you ask
when is it the right time then?
I know me, I like to take my time
hopefully not too late by then
People seem surprised at first
people seem to undermine me
the sacrifice is not worth it
and I see no benefitting me
In a “better life” where I lose me
I choose not to dive in
Sweet Floyd
31.07.2023