at the seams
I come apart
falling for your heart
breaking my hope for any art
that expresses truth at last
found my place at least
you aren't around to see
so come back after I have a laugh
not too funny
when you're on the other side
why even think of farther skies
you are starting to bother my eyes
with the time I decide
don't follow my pride
and you might have a surprise
waiting for you to come back
now the son is on the rise
not talking about his life
walking in the midst of the night
is the only way to gain the sight
never really knowing what's right and wrong
I must bid you a due
I have a long journey ahead
to the end of the line
and back to find
I'm not my own kind
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