In plain sight

Nothing changes 

Things get shifted

I'm in the mix

It's good till it's not

Get what I get

Nothing forgotten 

I'm stopping myself 

In my own tracks 

Matter of factly 

I will be sad 

But I will stand firm

Still in a crowded room alone

Sitting in my corner 

On a bed of air

Cause everything is cloudy

Only if you want to you will 

Really see me 


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