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Always watching
Wide and glaring
The pressure, the idea of keeping it all together is like the stormy sea
Waves colliding unstable
Sometimes its like the calm ocean on a sunny day but deep inside the darkness reside.
I constantly struggle with my fears
My dreams in the attempt to become the best version of me.
The eyes and the voices always active
I see a world of chaos
I desire to be good kind and gentle
Peaceful having my own
Yet the world i found myself in
Rarely permits the good gentle or calm
Like the owl eyes always watching
Waiting for you to make a mistake
Then.