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I remained to be seen on the 9th of September.
Locked up in my dismal state.
Left alone to hear the tranquil ness around me.
Pitching the black from side to side.
Everyone out and about, but me shutting myself out
I remained to be seen on the 9th of September.
Walking to each corner in my head fearing whatever comes next
Jotting down my thoughts, nibbling at my crumbs.
I treat myself to a nice glass of solitude and reality.
I remain to be seen like the one I chose to be on this night.
Waking every so often hoping for the best, or possibly the worse.
My fantasies and nightmares become linked dots of the solar system.
Where am I in the end?
Will I remain to be seen?
Locked up in my dismal state.
Left alone to hear the tranquil ness around me.
Pitching the black from side to side.
Everyone out and about, but me shutting myself out
I remained to be seen on the 9th of September.
Walking to each corner in my head fearing whatever comes next
Jotting down my thoughts, nibbling at my crumbs.
I treat myself to a nice glass of solitude and reality.
I remain to be seen like the one I chose to be on this night.
Waking every so often hoping for the best, or possibly the worse.
My fantasies and nightmares become linked dots of the solar system.
Where am I in the end?
Will I remain to be seen?