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Simple yet confusing

Winning but I am losing

Fighting yet I am choosing

Finding life no longer amusing

My heart inside is bruising

From all the fire that is fusing

I see all of the sparks

That come from within my heart

What is left of me

Is all that is left, all that I see

The world is moving way too fast

I am running in circles while lying down

Spinning faster and faster it seems

Unknowing what is left of my dreams

Running and running till I hit the ground

I feel like I am being chased around

No more smiles left for me

All that are left are distant memories