Laying on the floor
Thinking of all I've done
Only to realize that I did none
She spoke,she broke, and wished the mourning was gone
Will she stay stuck in between?
Lying, trying and failing , still unseen
Acting as if her soul's a great machine
Fruitless labor, day by day , where's my green?
Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 2:55 PM UTC
Laying on the floor
Thinking of all I've done
Only to realize that I did none
She spoke,she broke, and wished the mourning was gone
Will she stay stuck in between?
Lying, trying and failing , still unseen
Acting as if her soul's a great machine
Fruitless labor, day by day , where's my green?
