You see me as the girl who
Hides behind fake smiles, closed doors, and Michael Kors
Only to mask the shameful scent of failure
Because I’ve gone too far
I’ve fallen too deep
For it’s too late to sleep
My mind has kept me up
It’s half past four and all I can do is think more and more and more
The walls surround
The roof caves
I’m afraid there’s come a point where actions drown my feet only to then surround my head
My thoughts become one as they fight their way out
I stand deep in my past
Swamped in over my head with what I had forgetting
But it’s the most powerful memories that stick with us
I’m afraid it’s come to a point where pen meets paper, spray can meets wall, and lens meets subject are no match for mind meets reality
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