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Grey
05:27
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It takes so much for me to persevere and maintain my composure
I keep myself bound by my thoughts and by the feeling that all I do is worthless
I’ll just fall apart like I’ve always done before,
No matter what I do, I just can’t escape from myself
I’m tied down by the constant weight of obligation,
Pulling me further from where I know I need to be
And I just feel so paralyzed by the lack of trust I have in anyone
I’ll just fall apart like I’ve always done before,
No matter what I do, I just can’t escape from myself
And I will fall apart, like I’ve always done before
No matter what I do, I just can’t escape from myself
Despite me knowing that I need to keep moving forward with my life,
I’m in disbelief that things will ever change
So I’ll just keep wasting my breath
Take away from me all the burdens on my mind,
All I need in this life is a sense of release
Take away from me all the burdens on my mind,
All I need in this life is a sense of release
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Lately
04:30
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Most of the time I want to hide my face and slip away from the world
It’s just so exhausting to maintain the facade that I’m content with where I am
Day in, day out and I can’t feel a thing
I’ve grown weak, and its become all that I know
Set motions repeat, through each passing day,
The foundation below has eroded away
Each morning I wake, with this weighing on me,
Knowing all I am is left to decay
With each passing moment, I can feel my steps grow weary
As I stumble through this mundane routine
Each and every day I’m being drained, and this aching feeling it strikes in waves
I’m just so weak, and its become all that I know
Set motions repeat, through each passing day,
The foundation below has eroded away
Each morning I wake, with this weight over me,
Knowing all I am is left to decay
Lately I’ve been hiding all my scars,
And I can feel myself tearing at the seams
Lately it’s all I can do to hold my head up
And be who I’m expected to be
Lately I can tell that I’m slipping further from myself,
As I find it ever harder to sort my thoughts and to put these words to paper
I hate the creeping thought that I’m in a steady decline (a slow regression)
And that someday soon I’ll have nothing left in me
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