loosing yourself
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I lost control today
My Voice had risen
My voice was heard
But nothing was does
I lost control today
My heart began to beat hard
My heart began to beat fast
But nothing was done
Sometimes I run wayside down a trickling sky.
Like a fool with no bearing,
I’m swallowed by the passing time.
I don’t know what we are doing.
I think we’re waiting…for something.
Like a spiral,
