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Facing Reality
I love this place,
My place,
Wonderfully puts my heart at ease.
Where all my troubles are turned to rain
To soak me in joy.
Where everything's just right
Where no one has to put up a fight
Unless to quarrel over the last piece of cake
Without complaints of a single toothache.
Suddenly I'm being pulled
Invisible hands grab my legs
Bringing me down
Kicking and screaming until I hit the ground.
Oh how I hate this place.
Where God twists everything
One falls in love with another already in love
And there is this word called backstabbing
Insanity has never been so raw
Suicide is always an option.
My head whirls with this new world
My hands scratch the ceiling
Take me back!
Please take me back to where I was before
Where everyone was in bliss…
Please let me stay up in the clouds
Just a little longer
Don't let me be caught deep in reality.
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Note: dated June 5 2000. It's possibly (someone has pointed this out to me) a prequel to Beautiful Me.