I am Strange, I am Disconnected

I'm pursuing my teenage years while being completely lost
 Uncontrollable uncertainty unbinds me, shaking and stirring

False truths I then dwell upon, and then it proceeds to toss
 My senses into a chance direction, I latch onto anything alluring

    As my thoughts refine, soon I will find something to believe in
    Ill look at my reality with it to the point of total distortion
    That thing I hold onto becomes my spectacles until its worn thin
    Then it is gone through an impulse of insightful contemplation
    And again, I'll repeat the process that has made me very lost

                                                                              -Piscine Kipling

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