It comes in waves
Sometimes for better or for worse
My head's a cage
This ballpoint pen feels like a curse
The words won't stay
Watch every thought I have disperse
Erase and repeat
Accept your defeat
It's hard to keep track when all I can see
Is just more empty noise
I fill with my hazy voice
And if I could I'd leave it all behind
Half empty pages keep me up at night
I lost all meaning in the words I write
Shed my skin become undone
Another verse and now I'm gone
So sick of belting empty phrases you can hum along
If I could choose
I swear it would only be to jump
At the last shed of truth
Kept somewhere deep inside my lungs
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