and not living your dreams.
there is a difference, to those who care to see...
you can say it is right, but the fool is yourself.
every decible that climbs through my ear canal
shows me the fine print in this contract i signed
this never ending debt i owe,
will my shoulders ever loosen up
it is weird when the imaginary weight on your shoulders
takes form and sets up shop.
constantly strained until the blood cannot pass.
after i fall to my knees,
give me the courtesy of a quick death
then on to the next..
you can speak for me,
can i not do the same for you?
here is what i would say..
im scared, and alone...please help me
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