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I try to stand tall but all I ever do is fall,

Every time I go deep I seem to drop the ball,

When I try to run I can barely crawl,

God, answer my prayers cuz I’ve run out of people to call,

When I think I’ve found away I get thrown a curve ball,

I was in the clear and then I hit a brick wall,

It feels like nails are being driven into my abdominal wall,

I get broken down so easy; I think I’m made of straw,

The two sides of my brain are in a constant brawl,

I put my foot on the pedal but the engine stalls,

I’ve been focusing on nothing and I’m so enthralled,

Listening to the voices in my head as they squall,

Ripping away my hair until the scalp becomes raw,

Contorting and distorting all of the visions that I saw,

I thought I’d make it big but I’m pathetic and small,

Without a single morsel of hope left at all,

It’s hard to make sense when your mind isn’t properly installed,

And it’s hard to see faces when the lights have been dulled,

Cognitive dissonance takes a toll on my skull,

If I let it all out will anybody hear my bawl?

Break me down to little bits and buy a jar for the spalls,

Like a newborn baby still covered in caul,

My statements are obscure, but I don’t mean to appall,

Frozen stiff, please give me some time to thaw,

Let the dog hollow out my corpse with his claws,

I wont feel a thing as they defile and gnaw,

Looks like the hearse has another body to haul,

I’m in awe