Cracks
Oh the pressure is building,
the mountains are moving,
the tides are collapsing-ALL_ON_ME.
I feel weight resting,
just between my shoulders,
the weight of the world is-ALL_ON_ME.
And I am not complaining,
I'm really just venting,
It's just a step back to-reA_LI_TY.
I'm mending the cracks and,
I'm trying to relax and,
I'm trying to release so I can JUST_BE_ME.
So just for a while,
just a little while,
sit back and cool down and-LET_ME_BE.
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