I hear a little voice that no one else can hear
So real, I feel the hot air on my neck,
like there's someone whispering in my ear
but they disappear every time I check.
One moment so high, then falling into abyss,
I feel like I'm one card short of a deck
and I can't help but think something is amiss,
because I'm slowly becoming a wreck.
So real, I feel the hot air on my neck,
like there's someone whispering in my ear
but they disappear every time I check.
One moment so high, then falling into abyss,
I feel like I'm one card short of a deck
and I can't help but think something is amiss,
because I'm slowly becoming a wreck.
(2005)
I think I will say that next time someone asks if I am okay, it is so true. So is the poem. I have actually copied this post into a word document so that I can keep it :) I won't sell it though, don't worry xxx
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