Apnea

Feeling more comfortable in a mess of things
Cleanliness doesn't exist
These are with me when I sleep, with me when I wake
Repeat it again and again and again
I didn't know I tried so hard
Feeling hopeless trying to right a sinking feeling in my chest
I carried it until I forgot the inconvenience
Didn't know I needed it until I didn't have it
Isn't that the point of maturity?
Repeat it again and again and again
Repeat it again and again and again



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Writer(s): Ahmad Morgan
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