Fade (Original Poem)

Underground, in silence,
ditching fame and the sirens
to pick up on the science
of tuning out of this place,

and as reality escapes me
people play like they are faking.
What's the truth? It's not on Facey.
Can you tell me to my face?

I'm glad I got rejected.
It made me grab my heart, inspect it,
find the part that hurts, dissect it
and trade it out for time.

Life is short so live it
and push it to the limit.
Our purpose is to give it.
We don't have to wait in line.

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