Losing myself Escaping the world From shelf to shelf I like to be curled Growing up In the uncertainty Like a street pup Want decision with certainty Getting nervous Wrecked from the inside Doing all but service As a part of me died Got shooed I tried my best No change in the mood Huge load on my chest Snap back to reality I may appear sick Falling fast, thanks to gravity I want to lose myself in this music... Click here to read Sun Will Rise Again... Photo by Matteo Vistocco on Unsplash
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