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Jan 2018
You feel everything on your mind is wrong, you’re not allowed to think.
For if you do, I think you’ll find you’re standing on the brink.
I don’t know what you are, and I don’t know what you’ll do if your ceiling decides to break and collapse into your room.
I’m sorry love, it’s very sad to feel so warm and cold. I know you can’t make up your mind and you’re afraid to be bold.
Nights and mornings are certainly and very better than the afternoon. It’s only one, it’s boring there, and I’m sure you’re meeting your doom.
You forgot how to think, and you forgot how to be. Maybe one day you’ll understand and be able to set yourself free.
It’s obvious you forgot how to write, the sentences are blurred. I watched you sitting down for awhile, not being able to find a word.
I guess you could just keep on running, it’s easier that way. But one day I know you’ll stop and there in that place you’ll stay.
You wonder why I’m very sure you’re eventually going to stop. It only takes a couple of months for the mind fog to drop.
Maybe you’ll learn to balance it out and figure out who you are. It’s tedious to stay on this teeter totter, you might need to leave this to the stars.
Shred your body, sweat real hard, but still allow yourself to think. ‘Cause if you don’t, it’s very easy to lose yourself again in a wink.
I know you’re looking at that blade, its shine is mesmerizing. But I promise you if you put it down, you’ll only keep on climbing.
You can tell him that you’re sorry and you can tell him that you love him. But you have to make sure to show it otherwise he won’t know what love is.
I don’t really know the solution for you, you’re cycling through all of the choices. I know you don’t know whether or not to adhere to the voices.
I’m thinking you should give yourself a break, I don’t remember your last time of rest. Well maybe you can lay down for awhile, I promise it’s for the best.
I’m going to sit back for awhile and let you dance to this tune, I’ll watch how you’re doing, how you feel and I promise we’ll meet again soon.
Written by
Lei
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   laura-jessica
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