Float

Picking up , picking up pieces
She tried to pick ’em up
Fit them, fix the, don’t fuck up
Smile smile smile,
Don’t stop, pause or over analyze for a while
Cause this time she might get stuck up
In a never ending vortex of believing she is a fuck up.
Walk walk walk, don’t stop
Cause if she tries crawling for once
She would start drowning in her own melancholy
and keep drowning drowning drowning.
You see coming up for air would hurt more
Breathing in pain of others and being a shoulder for support
Might bring her up to float
But by then, she already will not be
Breathing breathing breathing.

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