what should i write
i’m so tired but i need to talk
what’s wrong, do i go into
to that same old street i’ve never really been able to
what else to do,
i’m sick of my voice sometimes too
going somewhere, nowhere
is there something here or anywhere
even i can’t hold myself
i need to be held and at this time i’m nowhere seen
nobody’s throwing rocks at nobody’s windows
nobody’s throwing rocks at windows at all
Krisha 
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