The way it takes the path I want.
Your fancy, lazy walk through all,
That daily haunts,
My vision of what I could have been,
And now you overlap into mine,
Making it impossible to even mimic,
All your traits that I find,
Would be the key to my own success,
If I could only figure out how,
To be you, without you not knowing.
I can't do that now.
Oh, it's alright,
Maybe I'll try doing things my way,
Though, I wish I'd have thought about this sooner,
Than, now that I'm more than half way.
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