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Shattered Mind
Sit alone it's time to think
What will happen?
Will I float or sink?
Make the right moves?
Or be played as a pawn?
What's there to do, what's there to lose?
Vivid words in my mind
Confused and hurt
The answers I can't find
Eyes clenched tight
I want to cry
But the tears I'll fight
My mind a broken glass on the floor
Crimson trickles down my head
The pieces I can't make them fit anymore
Drip it drips into the sink
Healed wound bleeds, it's time to think.
I know those days Seems I have too many to rememebr what 'happy' means anymore :*( ~^^~