Here We Are Again

What are you going to do?
What are you going to do?
The answer:
Frozen upon my tongue
4am and I’m still up
Used to be fighting my demons at this hour
Now I’m just fighting myself
Used to stay up wondering what went wrong
But this time it’s me

I think it’s been me all along
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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