could
a shakespearean actor
truly
have portrayed lady macbeth
or
did she not get her due
until
women were allowed to
can
you who wait for help from on high
truly
grasp the depths of my sigh
when
i, like satre, believe
we
are alone
no
help is coming
the
day is just the day
no
plan is underway
the
future holds no promise
just
another sunrise
and
time measured
by
the rotation of the earth
hope
will never know birth
there
are just my actions
and
what i set out to do
and
if i succeed or fail
my
mindset is still an, “Oh well”
because
my status after my last breath
will
have rendered all proceedings
meaningless
i
do not ask you to believe
like
me
who
would want to
i
just say your assessment of me can’t be true
if
you believe something will intervene for you
you
can’t grasp how i unclasp
and
why my tales of my late night adventures
aren’t
meaningful
because
i don’t believe anything has meaning
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