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Knowledge and Confusion
I thirst for a knowledge that is unattainable.
I search to find God
I search to be thin
BUT IT'S ALL A LIE!
Who am I really?
Am I these things that I strive so hard to be? OR
Am I the absence and lacking which I find when I fall short of perfection?
Am I defined by...
my grades-- almost all As, but tainted by a hideous B?
my body-- healthy looking, but eating away at itself?
my friends-- loving me for what they know, but not knowing the truth? OR
Am I defined by my purging
numbness to the world
Am I really the happy person that I display to the world OR
Am I the broken
stranger that I see in the mirror everyday?
I know that perfection is unattainable, but what is better:
to strive and suffer?
to live and lose?
to love and lose?
Why doesn't the knowledge ever come... why doesn't the confusion ever stop?
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