Everything round you is broken
I hope that the centre still holds
Your wounds are all tattered, they’re open
As you slowly lose control
It’s easier over the rainbow
You let all your colours turn grey
You never looked more like defeated
But who asked you to fight anyway?
I only wish I could offer
A prayer to negate your design
To rage at creation for being
But I don’t have the right, I don’t have the time
And I only wish I could offer
A hand to help pull you back in
But I’m scared you’ll pull me down with you there
And I’m not even sure I can swim
Swim
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