Self Reflective Rumination
Are we those sprinklers on in the rain?
trying to convince ourselves we're not insane
maybe we were born to hug the shore
yet as the days pass we would bore
for we are meant to last, no more
than a majestic sand castle, or
the stash of bills under your floor,
some poor schmuck kicking in my door,
they always need a little more
Can't you see I've done my calculations?
Every scenario for all possible situations?
Yet, still you'd rather embrace the nation
And, I can't blame you
For we, all need something to latch onto
For me, that something was you
Clearly, we all will pull through
still, not every dream can come true
Are we those sprinklers on in the rain?
trying to hide from all the pain?
for which we simply have no cure
never could unlock that door
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