I'm going places
And nowhere good
Leaving the neighbourhood
Of blurry faces
I'm going places
Misunderstood
I would stay, if I could
I'm changing bases
A lonely path
Accompanied by me and myself
Let out a laugh
The past, they think know hell
I'm losing grasp
Spiralling straight into wonderland
Why didn't they hold my hand?
Topsy turvy
My perspectives change
I hurt me
Fuelled by the pain
Lurching, wandering,
Perching, pondering
On a cold, wet, porcelain throne
Mixing, blending
Fixing, mending
Aimless, I push on, all alone.
Oct 19, 2023
Oct 19, 2023 at 9:09 AM UTC
I'm going places
And nowhere good
Leaving the neighbourhood
Of blurry faces
I'm going places
Misunderstood
I would stay, if I could
I'm changing bases
A lonely path
Accompanied by me and myself
Let out a laugh
The past, they think know hell
I'm losing grasp
Spiralling straight into wonderland
Why didn't they hold my hand?
Topsy turvy
My perspectives change
I hurt me
Fuelled by the pain
Lurching, wandering,
Perching, pondering
On a cold, wet, porcelain throne
Mixing, blending
Fixing, mending
Aimless, I push on, all alone.
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