If every piece is fallingout from me
Am I deflected around?
Make all the things, everyday, exactly how
It's supposed to be
But feel no pleasure when dawn lies at me
No pursuit of hapiness, no seek for joy
No light at the end of the road
Just struggling to survive, and feeling life
Flow through your hands
Too late now to realize?
I overthink, I overthink this part of me
I'm over this, and everything is dying
I'm over this, I'm over this part of me
And everything I see death
Become a slave of the endless crash of the waves
And feel this Ocean so cold
Make your mind a square, resemble to the
Primal state of us
A fractal, but all alone
Repeat every action, The Fiction, The expectation
The anxiety to see the end of the day
Realize is the only thing you'll know at your life
Day by day, step by step till you die
Gazing down
The abyss
To become
It
Gazing down
The abyss
Cast out from
Reality
Get up!
Get up!
Get up!
Monstruous!
Get up!
Get up!
Get up!
Monstruous!
I overthink, I overthink this part of me
I'm over this, and everything is dying
I'm over this, I'm over this part of me
And everything I see
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