Oh here I go
my head is to the side
my eyes opened wide
and rolling in my skull
heightened thoughts start to dull
as colours brightly shine
and blur out the lines
I jump to the sky
which isn't very high
when your world is so small
and the only thing that's tall
is the people around you
but what can they do
when you are the strange one
the quiet one, the small one
who will always be just what she is
floating in space
stuck in time and place
forward is impossible
backwards is a dream
and time will always seem
frozen.
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A passing lyric (
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Comments1
Great read
Thoroughly enjoyed the flow and rhyme
Thank you so much ❤️
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