There are lines drawn between right and wrong, yet they are too hazy and it's pulling me down trying to manoeuvre around. Because every mistake brings with it a lesson that I'm supposed to remember.
The truth though, is that I've never forgotten the mistakes. I've chosen to repeat them. I've let the priorities get muddled. I've watched indecision taking over. I've seen so many disappointed faces. So many times.
This battle is against boundaries.
All except one. The boundary of the the place that exists between where I end and you begin in which I could trap myself forever.
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