This is tiresome
The thrashing energy
The struggling concepts of
This interior and that exterior
The back and forth,
The up all night but
Still dreaming
The "am I crazy?",
The hopeless spirals
That circle and drain into
The soil, and plant
The "It's gonna be ok"
That sprouts a new day
Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 7:29 AM UTC
This is tiresome
The thrashing energy
The struggling concepts of
This interior and that exterior
The back and forth,
The up all night but
Still dreaming
The "am I crazy?",
The hopeless spirals
That circle and drain into
The soil, and plant
The "It's gonna be ok"
That sprouts a new day
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