I'm an imagrant
in this world of unknowns
I dont know what I'm doing
I dont know what questions to ask
I cant find a meaning
I crawl back into my cave
my black hole
where I am a demons slave
dont know what direction I'm moving
because I'm stuck dwelling on things
things that have already happened
It's backwards
backwards like all the thoughts
inside my head
I have nowhere to turn
I have found
the way I was raised
is being called wrong'
My morals have been misplaced
So has my mind
I have lost it
and theres no office lost and found
I can look in.
 
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