My words
I'm tired I said
I'm alone I said
Yet none matter eve though
It was a visble problem
It hurt
More than anything in the world
To know I was as small as an ant
My voice as low as a bug
I want to scream, I want to yell
And all I do is rebel
Yet, I know It makes me fall
What's the point if I'm in the deepest of waters?
Drowing and suffering?
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