And I am nowhere to be found
Crumpled face looking down
Letting everybody down
Not much fun to be around
Some days I battle through it
Nothing matters I just do it
Days like that, they take a toll
Half a life , half of whole
Some days I don't get up
Nothing matters, feeling whupped
Empty life, empty hole
Most days, though,
There is no fight
I am here
There is light
You rub my skin
And all is right.
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