Blatant Audacity

My mind twists,
and with every turn
a new frustration.
What is it that makes people tick?
How do they operate?
Where do I begin?

Time waits for no one
does anyone wait on time?
Lost in thoughts of you
like you'd ever notice anyhow.

I'm in love
but frustrated.
Missing parts of me like dominoes in a box
of forgotten string.

I won't know what's out there
until I'm lost
will I?

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