I can't adapt as I was told, I don't have anyone to hold.
The sky is turning dark blue, everything was changing as if on cue.
I know it is necessary, but I can't help it, this motion makes me wary.
The motion's not smooth or going with a flow, I knew things would never be the same a long time ago.
I keep telling myself to get a grip, but it's as if my heart and brain have gone on a trip.
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