Leftovers
Turning the page, becoming sane
The only way to avoid the pain
New pills, new advice
Learning how to pay the price
Price of growing, price of life
Price of losing all this strife
When losing strife, do I lose me
All the things I use to see
Where does the old me go
In memories, the mind's photos
To be locked away,for it was led astray
By burdens of the world today
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