Life's a routine You try to escape With every moment Some caught on tape
Embarrasing jestures Reminded of youth years Life spent in a closet Hiding all your tears
Shoe boxes with letters Filled to the very rim Stuff you tried to forget That leaves your heart dim
Chipping ceiling paint Crayon stick people walls Everytime you built a block house It seemed to collapse and fall
You were always last No matter the small case It just left you clueless With another problem to face
Now you're first in line Making all that green paper But you're still not happy As you churn into water vapor
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