I walk around in the dark


Seeing spiders crawl

all over me

Sitting by the window

waiting for you to come back

Stabbing the pencil

on notebook paper

not knowing what to write

Started to shake

My whole world is crumbling

What to do... what to say...

It's all falling on top of me

And there is no getting up

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