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Lost :(

Lost :(

Sunlight tugs at me, peeking in to wake my slumber...don't want to rise, just yet 
I'm comfortable in my obsession, Infatuated with my dreams, possessed with my thoughts 
One more dream before I awake...just the one, let's have another one
Something so obscure it'll take me a day to figure the meaning...keeping my mind occupied 
Deep and heavy my soul weighs just now 
It won't last...this isn't me I'm better than this, this dried, fake, awkward smile isn't me
Wake up, rise up, get better, write yourself a letter, saying you'll be back I'll be back...you know...I'll be back...this won't last 
Write a letter, place it on the side, look at it, whenever you slide 
Dark thinking, fuzzy thinking, too much drinking, my life is sinking, lights are blinking...hazard ahead, a messed up head, better off dead...not a chance......it's not my way
I'll beat these blues...I've been here before, I'll come back...I know this place well, darkened halls, damp, claw stained walls, sunken stairways 
I have to follow them...for awhile 
It's a path...sunlight isn't always found by looking skyward, true sunlight can be found down here, in the depths
It's murky, it's muddy, but sunlight will floody, for me, depressions best buddy :) 
If you dig deep enough, not hide, but glide...into this tide, you'll find yourself
Not done digging yet, but I'll find my sun in the bottom my glum, stop feeling numb, get off my bum, find my bestest chum...me...be me again...

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