Is this the point we're trying to make?So many blank pages, with so much more to take. Make a change, come back a new man, please.I cannot tell how much is real;where the act begins and this person ends.This is not a good place,I need to escape.You're going to continue enjoying this mistake with me. It's as much harsh as it is derivative; I've pressed my luck and I've fallen short. Held, mildly paralyzed, in this specific moment of self-doubt.I used to try to be someone; it's not the first time and certainly not the last - and I'll repeat myselflike some redundant iconoclast inconvenienced by your kindness.But let's just focus on who you're trying to impress. We owe you nothing, so stop trying to enjoy your life.