Long Days

These days these walls make up a prison
I'm stir crazy
These days the air feels stiff and heavy
I just can't breathe
And I'm so sick of the rhetoric
And I'm so sick of the inconsiderate
And I'm so tired of carrying
The weight of responsibility

Round and round
The sun goes down
You're still not listening
Round and round
You feel profound
Like you're the one who's free
To choose who lives
And dies
And who resides
Beneath the sterile lights.
You play the part of a god
Who up and left us all behind

These days the walls feel like
They're caving in
I'm losing my mind
And I can feel the weight within
This is never going to end
You don't believe what's happening
You think you're losing freedom
While you destroy everything

As if she ever existed in the first place
What kind of being would leave us here
To rot in turmoil and darkened fear
To kill for sport and cheer

Are
You
Not
Convinced
She
Never existed



Credits
Writer(s): Ceci Blackwood
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