The more my every step fell on the wrong footpaths the more I got used to taking the hard road. The path less tread
The more things that crumbled in my hands made me work out how to piece it back together. Make it fit
The more I failed the less i hurt and with a strong face I can take more burns and push through the failings of life
The skin becomes so thick it doesn't itch quite like it used to once the scars have fully healed I feel I'm living like I'm supposed to dying for a cigarette not for the sake of smoke but to reflect on my actions and hold memories close
I've Been Spending so much time dancing with these ghosts
There in my head that I'm not sure how to act so I act like I'm not acting, talk like I'm not terrified of every response that Pursues
Dress like I'm not worried about each pair of eyes in the room. Do they see straight through
The side off splutter and the glassy eyes .
I'm sorry I was daydreaming and the moments passed again
there's so much left I can't explain
Making up phone poetry and painting myself grey
to make jump towards another disastrous mistake common life makes its claim
Looking back at everything I can't help but feel mundane will I always feel like it's not good enough all the efforts that I made am i just wasting my life away trying to force myself to fit
You'll always come in last but sometimes you'll gain a little more
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