From where I'm writing this now...
(From where I was writing this then)
All I see is the clear blue sky and fluffy white clouds...
She's doing what she's suppose to do infront...
I'm doing what I'm doing right here...
A bird just flew by...
While I'm trapped between four walls...
Hoping for time to go by...
There's an urge to jump out the window...
but I'll just probably die...
It's 5 stories from here..
Wouldn't wanna try....
A frenzied emotional life is exhausting...
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