Overanalyzed to the point of no meaning
Observing my mental processes
From afar
Seemingly detached from a reality
That everyone's come to know
But myself
Marry a good person for their money,
Status, prestige, procreation
and posterity
Complicating our lives
for what?
Societal pressure?
Recognition?
Validation?
Fear of growing old, alone?
Give me a break
a big long break
one without interruptions
without entanglement
with a peace that only comes with letting go
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