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Thoughts of a Burn Out
Ever since I can remember
Since the first day of chaos
I was fooled
I believed I was the ringmaster
I was the conductor
And life MY orchestra
But low and behold
I am just the poor fool
Standing in front
Of a train that has no intentions of stopping
and all I need to do is step aside
but I don’t
why?
I just want to move
But I don’t
Why?
Who do I stand here for?
YOU?
Why?
As a fool I must let go of my foolish dreams
But I cant
I need to see what will happen
The train and I will collide
It was meant to be
That’s why.
Published 5th Jul 2012
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