Sometimes it can be
Much easier for me
No to think of what to do
Or what to say
I just can't seem to get it right
All I wanted was a light
To help guide me through the night
And stay by day
I can't even think
When I'm always on the brink
Of destruction from my own
Secluded mind
When the tables turn
Will then be when you learn
That I've always thought you were
One of a kind
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