i'm lost like the little kid it the woods
the clouds are like the reliablity of our words
i wish we could actually mean somthing
everything is so confusing
body language is a trick
and trust me; we're no magicians
so let's leave it to the professinals
the words that are conversed between us are a joke
i know the way this will lead
so why do we stand
why do i stand
for this repititon
these mistakes are the same
and so are you
and the person behind you
ahead of you
so what the point
your useless
i'm useless
but is this a fact or a reason
that i'm standing near you
there much better, that i can't have, till your gone
so why are we still here?
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