You fail not only to rise to the occasion
But to recognize it as such
Churning in the same choices
Going nowhere
Dragging me down with you
By default
So that my powerful strides
End up treading water
Instead of propelling me forward
Into the Stream of Life
And I must leave you behind
in order to stay alive

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