In The Midst of it All

Page Three

the aching pain
of daises dying inside of me
of wine going old
and demons aspiring me
feeling so cold
as tight as wiring
oh these secrets
i hold are slowly tiring me

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my feelings are hollow
and so you can see
all i do is wallow
like a willow tree
my withering depth
or so it would seem
is going to simply
cease to be

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its this feeling
of being numb
and being overwhelmed
with emotions so glum
all at once or not at all
i succumb to these
hardships knowing
that i will fall

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trapped inside a mind so smart
is the worst, it'll tear you apart
to know whats wrong but not able to change
all of the pain from inside your brain
that makes you feel so dearly insane
and wont take away all of your blame

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alone but not lonely
depressed but never sad
crying but wont shed a tear
losing my mind but never mad

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i cant explain it
but ive been this way
for years and years
oh i'm to blame
i'll take it all with a bow
no need to save me
i'm too far gone now