The world and me
are fighting for sanity
with each conflicting view
Our humanity is slipping through
Sending me down different avenues
Trying to find the slightest clue
who to trust?
who knows best?
How do I sift through this mess?
And continue on, like the rest
How do I find peace in my chest?
When love is turned to unrest
And my views feel like torment
There's no advice
to give my mind
That can bring back time
and erase our sanity's crime
From my views that you undermine
Which way is right?
Which way is left?
If I don't wake up
I'll walk off their cliff
Meant to keep you in a docile bliss
Is this the view, I missed?
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Jessica Burby
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