Moments that just fly by—
Like a passing rain
It never seems to settle
The puddles they never form
The swell times are never here
They’re gone
My reluctance to move on
I’m out of touch
My clothes fit wrong
I’m sick and tired of suffering for so long
But what can I change?
How can I rewrite this song?
It’s impossible to say when I sit here
Unharmed
Looking to facilitate, not appreciate
Life’s charm
And so, another Monday passes
I am insane.
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