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Jun 2019
Are we drifting away?
Is there something that we’re headed towards?
Will it always be the same?
Or are you just manipulating my life force?

All we have is today
We’re probably headed on a collision course
Unless we show some restraint
And find a way back to the original source

There’s got to be a way
Because I know it’s my will
There’s so little left to say,
And still....

The facts still remain
They’re hard to explain
But if you look closer
The truth can be attained

I’m not going to lie
My heads in the sky
I’m counting down the days
I finally open up my eyes

I’m fighting off the deep pain I feel down inside
Want somewhere to run to
Want somewhere to hide
I’m counting down the days

I’m set in my own ways
Nothing to amount to
Even harder to explain
With only me to blame

I’ve built up my walls
Where every brick is suspect
Hoping something falls
So I can finally have some respect

I cleaned the bathroom stalls
I’ve danced in great big halls
I’ve washed off every dish
I swung hard and missed

Where’s the next step taking us?
Jason Paul Klenetsky
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Jason Paul Klenetsky  49/M/Florida
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