next Fall
Everyday is exactly the same
No matter how hard we try to change.
Stuck between these four walls
Always preparing for the next Fall.
We struggle against your restraint
As you count us
Constantly screaming.
Late.
Late.
Late!
There is always one who tries to stand up...
The new one.
The nieve one.
Oh, bless his soul.
How could he not know?
Please, just this once
Let someone get away.
Just this once
Save him for another day.
No.
Of course not.
What was I thinking?
Honestly, woman.
Have you ever tried drinking?
Ah, but you can't.
Because you're so perfect.
You never make mistakes
A near flawless misdirect.
Only we know the truth.
The truth you try so hard to hide.
You're just as scared as we are.
You also went home and cried.
You cried everyday
Until there was no more.
No more pain
Only another door.
A door to step through
One to lead you to your seat.
Thats when you realized
that everyday
is exactly the same.
No matter how hard you tried to change.
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