The Asylum
The boards
The victory
The loss
I can't forget the feeling.
That song
That room
That time
That feeling
I can't shake off the memories
Those people
Those number of words
Those shreds of wasted papar
Those students surrounding me as I shook
I can't do it again
"Can I?
Yes, I can!"
No, I can't.
The movie
The sites
The words
The stories of torture
I can't do that shit again
I wanted to win
I wanted to be the best
I wanted to be proud
I wanted to stand by them smiling
I can't undo that pain
That building
That group of people
That chair
That museum
All of it floods my mind
I want it
I love it
I need it
I hate it
A circus of thoughts play my mind
Stress
Anxiety
Hopes
Failures
The good, and the bad
Half full?
Or half empty.
A question paints me blue
"What could've happened if you.."
Did it right
Tried harder
Got it done in time
Were smarter
Maybe I could've been them
Probably not, but the thought doesn't hurt anyone
Not anymore
