Maybe I have been chosen for this Pontious Pilate role
So I can keep washing my hands before making the right decision
With innocence not always intact.
So I will appreciate these acts of doubt
That I have raised up to place alongside all my other works of art.
Maybe I'm tired of being self-depreciating
And self-defeating when handed what I want
And the subsequent stumbling has haunted me ever since.
Like a record I'm skipping
Skipping
Skipping
Stuck in this rut.
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