Falling Apart
How am I falling apart?
Did I abuse my own heart?
abuse my own?
What is my art?
Push the start
Push mom's shopping cart.
My past is a blur
It seems almost absurd
How beautiful my childhood was
In contrast to the dreadful feeling
of the present abuzz. about. surrounding.
I want to step out of this vicious ring.
I want to sing a new song
I hope it doesn't take too long
till I can sing my new song.
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