The door has been lifted
I've been sifting through my brain for gold
A fool I have been
Fools gold,
Any fear that has remained
is going
But in its place
Nostalgia and regret
I've thought it hard
I have to push through
To gain more control
And let go of what I do
Do you understand?
I need to stay awake
I need to feel that I
Can be in a better place.
Can this mean that I won't quit?
Or will I get so fascinated that I just quit?
By: Brandy Ruiz
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