Frustrated...
What makes it
So?
What Makes it
So...
What Makes It So
Hard?
...
Calm and collected
Cool and Unseen
But under Attack
By a Bitter Dream
Had my life
Pulled from under me
But nobody seems
To understand...
The BitTernEss
That lies within
Can you see it?
Feel it?
Hold it?
In?
There is no way to know it
No soul that lasts
When your life is always
Under attack
It's not real they say
It's not real
No your imagination
Is running away with you
Then why is there pain
In My Soul?
Why is there NO place
To let this go?
It's not real
It's not real
It's not real
Until... It is
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