The Baseline

It takes all of my control not to explode
All of my effort to see me calm
A strange thing, effort to remain calm
You'd think that calm would be the baseline
Sitting at the baseline
Standing at the baseline
Staring down the baseline
Now running from the baseline
A ghost passing through me
For years I never quite understood
I over-thought it all, it was always the end
But I never stopped running



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