My fight
I keep tossing on my bed like I am some piece... of coin Trying to get myself to focus on the vision Like I'm some gun being pointed at a target... Facing life's different chapters Unfolding different feelings in my heart like it's a secret The truth is I.... I am just a piece of peace Trying to work on the flat tyres of my legs so I could get back on my feet Eyes glued to the Future That it gets hurt The scene is like some dancing spiral rail But I.. Believe it's too fine to let me eyes Wander away from it ©sw ✍️
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