I have lack-of-self awareness
Thatās what makes me sick
Out of everyone to have this shit
Iām just the one Iād pick
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But knowing that itās there
Doesnāt make it any better
I know enough of me to know
Iām accurate to the letter
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Knowing that youāre no one
Doesnāt help you grow
Knowing that you feel alone
Is a useless thing to know
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I know none of itās true of course
But therein lies the trick
When youāre aware you lack yourself
Itās what you feel that sticks
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The only thing i have
Is a razor-sharp mind
I see in them what people donāt
I see it all the time
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But turn that laser onto me and it gets a lot less constructive
Now I see my PhD is not fucking productive
ā¢
Knowing that youāre no one
Doesnāt help you grow
Knowing that you feel alone
Is a useless thing to know
ā¢
I know none of itās true of course
But therein lies the trick
When youāre aware you lack yourself
Itās what you feel that sticks
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Final Call
She flings her arms around my neck and squeezes me like sheās never going to let me go. My head spins as her lips brush against my cheek. She must be able to feel my heart thumping in my chest. I shuffle backwards and ram my hands into my coat pockets, watching her reach down and heave the rucksack across her shoulders.
By Caroline Cravena day ago in Fiction
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To be aware of having a lack of self-awareness is (I would say) the next level of self-awareness. Hyper-self-awareness? Or does it have too many hyphens? Maybe, omniself-awareness? 'Now I see my PhD is not fucking productive' - oh no, I hope it's just a figure of speech and it goes all well for you! If not, just know that you're not alone on this seemingly non-productive journey:-D