Dear friend,
How have you been? I know,
I can see it painted on your face
Keep your mouth shut, though
If you want to fit into this place
See the walls, caving in?
Leave some pieces behind
So, you can fit in
So, you can be mine
I’ll collect your tears in my pockets
Walk you through each day
Go put down that chocolate
It’s you and I against them all
They’re closing in around you
Your back against the wall
There is no escape,
Except for shrinking
Until you fade.
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