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Sharp little pieces
That infiltrate and settle in my skin
The tug of a suture
The rhythm of stretching myself thin
I look for distraction
The misery makes me feel alive
I need to stay motivated
I need all the help I can find
Are you heading to the demonstration?
Eyes are open wide
Be the martyr of a generation
Why try?
I trudge through the edges with my stone
I beat myself up though I'm not the goat
In the shadow of hopelessness
Wounded and torn down to the essence
We run to the river to clean our souls
We pack in the plaster to fill those holes
The chasms and valleys and waterfalls
A deep misty rose
A younger time full of inspiration
A story never told
Deep bruise, one manipulation
When they send you home
In the backseat of a taxi
Where it all went wrong
They abuse you if they choose to
Innocence is gone
No rescue, no protect you
While they wreck you down
They forget you, disconnect you
Keep your shame inside