Start, stop, stop, start
No longer own my heart
Just about had enough of this
You are taking the piss
Bored, wanting more
Lost all inspiration
Swimming in a pool, pea green
Heading where I’ve already been
Round and round until the end
Hurt from beatings I received
How many hours will it take?
I shiver, tremble, and then just break
Lost all sight, blind
Falling down, never-ending pit
Will I find the way out?
Will they ever hear me shout?
Why can’t my soul fly free?
How much longer must I exist?
For no eventual reason why
A pointless life before I die.
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