I am unsure of this trail I call home
Bitter bitten kittens dancing on the floor
I scratch & bleed knowing you're awake
the clock clicks 9 minutes too late

I wonder what you where like on that night
Maybe you were scared? Timid? Sad?
All of those things make me glad to know there isn't room for more than you

I'm dancing into another day
All i see, streams of blue
Your eyes do not test me
my brilliance resents me
Last time I saw you, It was clear-
It's time to take care of me now my dear.

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