there's always
some paperwork to fill out.
your entire
life
is filled with documents
put before you
that you have to initial,
or sign,
or check off as being
right.
from birth to death
and all
that falls in-between
is written down on some
piece of paper.
proving your
existence.
a stack of you piles up,
and yet
there are days and nights
when you
feel invisible
and without a life.
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