I'm suppose leave this hole,
Yet in a solitary moment that's where I'm heading.
I have to talk to God,
but I'm afraid
although I know he's there,
I'm afraid.
I still need that shoulder,
that soothing hug,
I often felt a heavy feeling in this chest
like I need some rest.
I want to sleep and not wake up until this thing disappears,
but that would only mean running.
My conscience isn't blurred
but I'm acting as if it is.
When will I ever learn?
When will I ever gain the strength within to soar?
I'm so confused.
I need a slap. To wake me up.
I need to help myself.
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