God, where am I going?
I’m taking the high road but whys it sobering?
My mind is racing but the finish line so blurry.
I’m a manic in this traffic,
Going nowhere fast but I still rev it.
I eat my emotions then puke them here like I’m anorexic.
These thoughts keep coming and going like they’re elastic.
Got so many questions but I don’t hear me asking:
God, where am I going?
Jon Lau / 12 sept 2022
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