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Current Notebook December 21, 2021
It's almost always 2am when I write
It's like clockwork when I know I will start a fight
There is a glow that dims away
It's when everything comes that I feel I need to say
If everyone took a second look
Man oh man would they be shook
I'm not the same girl as I used to be
She became lost and drown at sea
But then again, why would anyone notice
Who would even take the time to focus
I'm sure once the dishes began to pile
People then might become hostile
Why should it take people that long
Is my thinking off? Am I wrong?
I've said it time after time
Mentally I am no longer in my prime
