It keeps on pushing
And-a-hurting
My disease
That I can't shake off
I've been to London, Berlin
Just to escape this feeling
Of sinking into the darkness
That I fear..
My back will break
My back carries too much
You want too much
But if I let go
I'll be captured
By my nature
Forestry there to save me
From a complicated illness
That I face
Each and every day..
It keeps on pushing
It brings me down
During the day
It's like dusk to me
As people have what it takes
To work so hard
I can't eat..
As people work so hard
My ambiguity enlarges
My reason scalds me
And when the sun goes up
I've vanished..
Completely
To disappear
Never make a start..
Tomorrow will be just like it always was..
Stuck in the dirt..
Stuck in the Dirt (by Seung B. Kim)
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