How do I fix what everyone molded me in
How do I break out the ropes i’ve been hanging from
This was my whole life
Until you cut me down
And i’m sitting on the floor
Missing the allusive feeling of flying
Youve freed the wounded animal
And now I feel like i’m dying
And you are watching
So proud of your savior complex
M.A.P
©️ 2024


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