so obliviousA Poem by livicotemy whole life has practically been a struggle for a nonexistent goal (objectivity.)
It's hard within these walls to comprehend how much I really don't comprehend
As soon as I get cocky and start to think I'm objective I notice that I'm rocking around in circles on my bed just to feel my hair sweep past my face. © 2013 livicoteAuthor's Note
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