

I'm me, whoever that isMy head is shut, border patrols block of my ears I wouldn't waste the precious fluid on tear A little storm rages on, low pressure crushes my mind Pictures flick past me, I may as well be blind Music floods at me, i wish it would seep in and open the cracks Decisions tomorrow, writing on paper, could knock me off track A split in the line, left or straight ahead Depends if I remember words once saidI'm me, whoever that is
Everyone's running, the finish line is miles away Living till the next day, if they push me i'll sway Hopefully i'd bounce back, refreshed and ready Problem is, everyone else
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-Jenya88
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-Jenya88
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