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Floating on air...
I believe that I am free.
I cant leave..
I cant stay,

I would say what i mean,
but i dont mean what i say.
I want for sure..
to make everything all right.

I cant stop the way i feel.
Its clear this feeling's real.
Say anything
but dont walk away.

Im okay
Im not scared,
of anything anymore,
but then again...
i can barely breathe.

Barely speak...
barely even see whats in front of me.
you make me feel this.
only you.

Im not gaining any speed or momentum
i cant see anything new ....
leave me where i lay..
leave me here to pray.
Even though i dont believe..
anything substantial.
in much of anything at all.

The exchange of words,
of dirty looks.
another broken lock,
on the door that reaches my soul.
The rationality is gone.
Fuck what i thought.

Maybe im not okay.
No.
In fact I AM scared.
Terrifyed actually.
No.
I wont live,
In chains,
But i wont live at all.