I keep waiting
And my heart keeps breaking
My mind is a window
On the Night of Broken Glass
A letdown past
Mixed with a fake smile
And habitual sass
The future is dim
The outcomes are grim
And yet I still keep on trekking
God only knows
Why man goes and goes
On with these struggles and tests
Why they keep on trying
To the point of near-dying
And finally break down in the process
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