Here
Here
Here
Here
I’m here
Where no one is
Sometimes I feel like I’m alone in this
Confused
Goin’ from wishin’ I wasn’t born at all to thinkin’ I was born for this
Pages torn to bits, as pencil tips break
Am I runnin’ out of things to say?
I close my eyes let the muses rewind the tape
And I’m back to yesterday
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