pressures make me shorter
rotating descretly
still dizzy from spinning
yet still you don't see
i'm still resisting my harsh instinctivness
twisted moonless night
wandering in the dark
and now i'm lost
in the fortified mansion of delusion
grandeur and fake lesieur
i'm stuck in my kingdom of fear
losing myself in the center of it all
but now i've realized my rashness
and stopped what i've been doing
so now i sit among my own chaos
and wonder at it all

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