I’m standing still
My eyes are closed
With wavering will
My feet have froze
I’m lost in this place
My mind has shut
With nowhere to go
I got stuck in a rut
I’m caught in a bind
My time is running short
With no options in mind
I’ll have to abort
I have to give in
My luck has run dry
I wont ever win
Why should I try?
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