Empty

I’m Empty
Of feeling again
Take my right hand lefty
Let it in, yes the pain
I’m Tired
Of feeling the loss
And I don’t know men who floss
Maybe that’s not me, not how i’m wired
I’m searching for meaning in a trash can
Promised mama I’ll do whatever I can
And even when it don’t come clear
I’ll stand strong and life I’ll declare
I’m losing my grip on the left
My right don’t feel pain
Like it’s been ages to rocks I’ve cleft
My glasses fog up in rain

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