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All alone in your room stuck on your **** Flicking through that device of yours Mind stuck in a dump Since you had been barred from the outdoors Thinking of all you could be doing with friends The good times to be had Taken away leaving you at wits end Your emotions feeling just a tad bit sad So, what to do then? With all this time on one’s hands No one to talk to since you can’t call the ambulance again And your brain is going to explode from listening to that band It’s alright though Stop worrying so much and look at the clock As it ticks it will slow down time and save you from death’s blow Now let’s unlock dream world where you can spacewalk without feeling like a laughingstock Life’s easier when you go at it more calmly Letting it go at you like the waves of the ocean Not worrying about your pants being baggy or that your clumsy Being the golden showman for all isn’t you, you’d rather be the one that stays hidden Life's uncertain and full of ups and downs But the clocks tick will always go on Full of hatred for yourself only leads to a meltdown Lie down now and feel that yawn It’s rough out there and that’s no lie The battle going on goes through the body and mind Everything will be alright no need to cry Stress will make you unwind like twine so relax and put that track on rewind Worrying about academics is for another time As of now it’s time to look ahead Hitting rocks in the oceans hurts but it’s not a crime Pain from the rocks hurts but you have to keep with the waves Holding onto the rocks will make you drown Please let go now You might feel down now but you must keep on if you want that crown I may have passed but you have to move on and leave this rock behind It hurts I know to see me go But no matter what even with me gone you can count on that clock The hearts filled with woe since I passed not too long ago Just know I loved you, now wake up darling and answer that knock
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Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 11:38 AM UTC
As the Clock Ticks
All alone in your room stuck on your **** Flicking through that device of yours Mind stuck in a dump Since you had been barred from the outdoors Thinking of all you could be doing with friends The good times to be had Taken away leaving you at wits end Your emotions feeling just a tad bit sad So, what to do then? With all this time on one’s hands No one to talk to since you can’t call the ambulance again And your brain is going to explode from listening to that band It’s alright though Stop worrying so much and look at the clock As it ticks it will slow down time and save you from death’s blow Now let’s unlock dream world where you can spacewalk without feeling like a laughingstock Life’s easier when you go at it more calmly Letting it go at you like the waves of the ocean Not worrying about your pants being baggy or that your clumsy Being the golden showman for all isn’t you, you’d rather be the one that stays hidden Life's uncertain and full of ups and downs But the clocks tick will always go on Full of hatred for yourself only leads to a meltdown Lie down now and feel that yawn It’s rough out there and that’s no lie The battle going on goes through the body and mind Everything will be alright no need to cry Stress will make you unwind like twine so relax and put that track on rewind Worrying about academics is for another time As of now it’s time to look ahead Hitting rocks in the oceans hurts but it’s not a crime Pain from the rocks hurts but you have to keep with the waves Holding onto the rocks will make you drown Please let go now You might feel down now but you must keep on if you want that crown I may have passed but you have to move on and leave this rock behind It hurts I know to see me go But no matter what even with me gone you can count on that clock The hearts filled with woe since I passed not too long ago Just know I loved you, now wake up darling and answer that knock
A poem about the trying times.
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19/F/Nevada
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 11:38 AM UTC
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