I drift in and out,
waiting for this conscience to repair.
I need to learn to take in the fresh air.
I hear all these people talking,
but don't know what their saying.
I breathe in and out,
hoping I can get this machine out.
within minutes this could be over.
I need some time to recover.
maybe just one day,
I'll be able to get up and walk away!
©brooke.992
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