wishful thinking
I stand in front of a mic on a stage and say "I feel I can not do this anymore." Yet I can't just say goodbye and leave the floor life is meant to be a long tour just buckle up and enjoy the ride. I laugh inside at thier cruel words maybe I could just become a bird, and fly somewhere nice with no words or sounds ....do I deserve that now? Maybe one day I could be good Don't leave the stage, someone in the audience might care to hear what you say.
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