I'm floating around, I'm like the earth's rotation
I'm bracing myself, for a fresh source of elation
They come and they go, they stay for a while
Guilty by association, it's the lowest form of connotation
There's a bright side to everything
When you're crawling through a dark place
I'm just taking up space for now
You could try to understand it
You wouldn't get it anyhow
I wish these thoughts would fade away
I'm so damn sick of fighting my brain these days
Dreaming of leaving without a trace
A memory for time to erase
Tiny hole to patch and replace
It's all a joke whatever the case
I'll be another forgettable face
These days...
Spending my days, endless desolation
Swallowing whole, selfless deprecation
Drifting away, on a permanent vacation
Losing my soul, all my inspiration
Victim of creation, suspended animation
Constant desperation, all life's defecation
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