:::by benne:::
Better the devil you know than the one you don�t� I walk thru supermarket aisles Bright light fluorescent blue I have a list to which I am not being true I have a hidden agenda I walk down shaded paths Green trees afternoon park sounds I have thoughts spinning around I have things on my plate I walk on sandy beach shore Rough loofah squabbling gullsqwark I am freeing my mind from talk I seek meditation If I put you down does that make me As bad as you? If you put me down does that mean You�re jealous of me? Making the choice to jump from the cliff Leaping into the abyss, arms spread Finding nothing but air Michael Jordan in full flight I leave the world behind I exist only in my mind I cannot walk anymore Fear loathing bitter memory I seek full emotional security I put my hands on my ears I stay here where its warm Big safety blanket rug I want to be cosy and snug I don�t want to think of what is outside the door.
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