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Post-grad Confusion I am staggering in an all-consuming, endless black haze. My existance is insignificant to all those around me. What is my purpose in life? Lack of motivation leads to my slow, miserable demise. Stimulate me -- Inspire me -- Ignite my desires. I walk through the halls of my life sporting a suit two sizes too small. Somehow I feel I do not belong. My continued pursuit for self-identity is futile. I search for direction, but I am lead astray. Like a sponge, I soak up the pain and misery around me. I wish I could make things change. Where is my savior to take me from this plague of loneliness? I am bored with my present state of being. I am young and confused. |
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