11:11
Looking at myself, I stare into my eyes.
Shaded dark brown pyramids are just a disguise.
Deeper than that, I am there, trapped inside.
Lost as I look around; it seems the same things are in my sight.
I keep going, its overwhelming. How long is this fight?
I keep going, its overwhelming. The sun blinding me so bright.
The other side. Happiness. Calls me all the time.
I'm sinking, on the outside I look fine.
I breath in, and breath out. Release the tension with a sigh.
Maybe tomorrow will be better, and I won’t feel trapped inside.
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