Random Pt. 8

Feeling fraudulent

Undeserving of the next chance to swerve a certain way

Day by day

Trapped within the walls of this arduous maze

Seeking out the right mouse

She could be what humans call spouse

Changing self perception gradually

“Mom you can’t be mad at me!

Existence is attacking me…”

But I’m adapting

Or being shaped…

Arriving at my destination

And my feet haven’t left the pavement

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