Intro

Can someone please turn off my mind

My thoughts are racing all the time

There is no reason or no rhyme

I'm trapped inside myself

A newborn baby has two primary modes of communication

Laughter, which says "I love this"

Or crying, which says "This frightens me, I'm in pain"

Life can bring much pain

There are many ways to deal with this pain

Choose wisely

At the bottom of the Hour Glass

Lies sand that represents the past

In which all of my demons rest

I'm calling out for help

There are many ways to deal with this pain

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K-O-D