I have to admit I am not in the best place
And my mind lately feels like it’s in outer space
Not the pretty one filled with sparkling stars
But the kind that’s empty, dark, and gives me emotional scars
That makes me feel so isolated
As if I am goddamned and outdated
Yet after I come to a compromise
I am but a loser to my demise
I once again remain
The harsh judgment comes with no restrain
I deal with the pain
Pain
Pain.
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