You think I have a head on my shoulders, but it's really in the clouds.
This isn't real cause I'm dreaming, praying my thoughts can't be heard out loud. I'm stuck here, afraid I'm gonna disappear.
How do I get it to come down?
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PARALYZED
Poetry❝I'm losing my way in the crowd, and it's weighing me down. Fighting my way through the night, losing time. I'm paralyzed, oh, I'm paralyzed.❞ »»» A recollection of years past, present, and future. Deep, continuous contemplation and self-reflection...
