fragile as i am
i pretend to be a boat
made of wood
when it's just paper
helpless on my own
without strength to carry myself
i depend on you
to keep me afloat in life
i cannot control where i am heading
i do not know my destination
hoplessly praying
for a miracle
that my journey ends
in a better place
before i'm soaked in my mistakes
beyond redemption
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