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I Choose Myself

My hearts wants this
My mind knows that
I’m torn between what I know and what I feel

Do I choose your happiness or do I choose myself again?

A narcissist, I’d always choose myself after all.
I’m used to making others feel good but this time I need this kind of energy too

I crave this type of tranquility, peace, oblivion to have fellowship with the voices in my head

I shouldn’t be a visitor to my own soul
This time, it’s full devotion or nothing—no inbetween

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