Don't ask me to be honest,
Nor do I know who I am.
Not lost to this world,
Just on the wrong side of the track.
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Downhill Of The Bright Side
Poetry"It was like.. I'm dancing so happily on the edge, but the fall is so painful and long." Downhills of the bright side.
wrong side of the track
Don't ask me to be honest,
Nor do I know who I am.
Not lost to this world,
Just on the wrong side of the track.
