And clouds that serve as reminders
Of the darkness living inside us
They're fogging up thought in my brain
There are mountains attached to my shoulders
Made of money and Microsoft folders
I thought they were designed to hold us
But it looks like we're holding them
There are chains attached to my feet
To all but me, they're discreet
I want nothing than just to retreat
Back to the comfort of closing my eyes
The world shouts, "you fool, come join us!
Stop living in dusty corners
Look at the happiness that which adorns us
Don't you want some of this too?"
They can't see the sinkers, the mountains, the chains
My shattered undetectable pains
The thoughts that drive me insane
And I'm not sure if I'm just being lazy
I'll have to remember that everything ends
it's comforting, because thats when it all mends
And then the universe quietly sends
Something which is only beginning
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