Inside of Me
The empty sadness I feel can only live inside of me.
I go to places where I feel small, small as a bug sitting so snug.
The air is so sweet and the breeze is so warm as I lay in the comfort of the grass.
I once climbed to the top of a tower so high I felt I had it all breating in the sky.
Reality hit on the way down, its only mine to borrow for now.
Shouting into the sky with no one listing, but I'm still happy just sitting here.
I maybe a small bug with a small heart, but the hurt I feel is big inside of me.
Look for me I'm here sitting so smug, just breathing in the sky above.
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