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11:59, the middle of the night.
One minute and another day has gone by
Another day of you constantly wondering why everything is changing all the time.
Just when everything is seemingly fine
and you're no longer waiting in line
to be happy.
But of course it can not stay this way
and of course you have to be okay
with your world falling to pieces
over and over again.
And I'm worried, you know?
More than I actually show.
It is midnight.
What is happening to us?
We aren't who we used to be.
Every year, life orders a passing fee
but maybe that's how we can finally see
who we are supposed to be.
I wonder if I'll ever fit into this world
with it's high expectations
with it's few explanations
and the constant disintegration
of everything that ever really mattered.