You told me not to change
and I said yes.
Sorry I lied,
I lost the thing I once had.
It’s like a heart-attack,
sirens, flashes, warning signs.
I guess my brain can’t decide,
to win or just to survive.
So it’s the middle road,
can’t see the sun,
can’t rest at night.
Sorry for the people I disappointed.
Sorry for the ones I still blame,
especially myself & I.
Want to be alive,
just to keep myself alive.
It’s a battle with no win or lose,
it’s the outside that’s inside.
I keep hearing people say “rise, rise”!
Have they learned their lessons? Not I.
I guess I was sorta insane.
The spark you saw
was all part of a dream.
I was there but somewhere also.
Do you know what I mean?
I’m sorry I’ve changed.
I’m sorry I’m the same.
You said it long ago,
but did you really know
what any of this means?
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