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Finding out what's human

And to whom I can't relate

With minds far too enclosed

How could they all be the same?

My innocence is healthy, still intact

Not for long, though

Couple years see where I'm at

Arrive on terms with seasons

As ever so present they come

Turn around and change today

Hope tomorrow seconds to none

Grass is growing

As to what my land has become

Oh, good god, take a look at

What my land has become

I'm too caught up in current life

And swimming through the flow

That my future's fucked

And now I have no direction to go

Can you spare me?

I've got nothing to show

Ridiculed for just

Wanting to take it slow