People Found Me Lost
People found me lost, asked me, where I’ve been so far?
I said, caged in my room, I was busy in curing scars.
all the times, glue to my bed, I hide face in my pillow,
I’m sipping all my tears; shit, they’re so easy to flow.
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People wither on my dreams, shiver on my flow,
If they couldn’t pat my back then why hurdled my hope?
They frightened me so much like I was walking on a rope,
I forgot how to bloom and I forgot how to glow.
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If the world running fast or just, I’m running slow,
What has happened to me, I just don’t know?
People riding on heat while I’m busy in catching snow,
They’ve got party poppers I’ve got balloons to blow.
