weakness is a grave that one can lay in
all day
you close your eyes to dream but the pain
never go away
you fix your mouth to motivate
it dosen't matter cause your words always hit the ground
and while they lay there on the floor you fall six feet under yet no sound
you make remarks like maybe I can do today
you put on that red Cape thinking maybe I'll fly away
but your prides hit the ground and your heart fulls with fear
then you go and lay right back in that grave with weakness anyway my dear
©nijah
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