WhEn PuSh CoMeS tO sHoVe
The world is spinning
So fast. I don’t know
How to keep
Track.
Part of me wants to
Stay and part of me
Wants
To
Go.
Torn to
Pieces and
Spread in the
Wind.
Scattered like
Dust and
Shattered like
Glass.
I keep looking
Back. Tripping over my
Feet, while everyone
Laughs.
Chasing and running,
Laughing and crying,
Screaming and speaking,
Breathing
And
Seeing.
The world is spinning
So fast. How can I keep
Track, when everyone
Looks forward, while I
Look
Back.
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