The Escape
So many times ive sat here
Thinking of something to say
Written things full of fear
And how she makes my day
But in all honesty i dont know
How to tell you what im feeling
Because it's my mind that's peeling
And this is what i want to show
I think mostly about time
And how we re all slaves
How we re put together with slime
How everyone rants and raves
It's like we re stuck in some kind of merry go round
One that we can never get out of
It can be heard in every sound and felt in the ground
And i think the only cure is love
So from here this is what i aim to find
And the search is all i will do
I will escape this daily grind
And i hope you do too
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