i write for days
but my thoughts still make me feel like i'm living in a maze
man, this phase is making me crazy
but not lazy
yeah because like i said
poetry runs in my head
like a hamster on its' wheel
yeah i can't stay
yeah i must deal
with the way i feel
yeah which lovely
ugly
lonely
phony
disable
strong like clark gable
or clark kent
yeah heaven sent
no accident
yeah here for a reason
and a season of breathing
out loud
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