i am not missing in action
i am missing the action
i feel like a fraction
of who i once was
i say to the man
inside the mirror
why do you quiver?
when people pass-by
with dead eyes a-dreamin'
my mind keeps on steaming
from the things i deliberatley
forgot to do
searchin for me
i only found you
looking for someone
to give me a clue
guess nobody ever
has walked in my shoes
guess no one could ever
tell me something new
years passed by
years that turned me blue
and all did
was trying
to get rid of their hue
and in the end
was the time well spent?
right now i am just living
through days of
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Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 8:37 AM UTC