We are here
                            To help you through this
                        You’re not alone
                               We are ‘trust’
     Like papers may say
                       Tell us more things

            I don’t understand the questions
               What are you looking for?
           Am I using the wrong words?
       Should I illustrate it?
                A shape without reference
                      Questions bend to statements
                       they’re droning on my ears
             The light sometimes spirals

                   We can’t help If you deviate
     We won’t help you
                     You are lost
                      If we’re ourselves today
     Noise scratches the sky

                                     It’s always dark at nine
            The bed is unpleasant
                 Watching myself pace
                 Hearing my own words
                                  The methods and order
                                                No hope in victories
                                        Hope is uncertain
                    it' left somewhere in time

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