Last Resort
Some days I never want to end
Other days I want a reset button
No hesitation, mash it in
Two extremes, high and lows
Never a solid middle ground
Just not how my river flows
Two opposite sides of one whole
Forever a battle ground I can’t win
Last resort to fix my soul
Elevator ride to skyscraper loft
Maybe see if I can fly
Asphalt has never looked so soft
Copyright © Nathan Stobbs | Year Posted 2021
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