Reborn and shivering
Spat out on new terrain
Unsure, unconvincing
This faint and shaky hour
Day one,
Start over again
Step one,
I'm barely making sense.
For now I'm faking it
Still I'm pseudo making it
From scratch begin again but this time "I" as "I"
And not as "we"
Gun shy and quivering
Timid without a hand
Feign brave with steel intent
Little and hardly here
Eyes wet toward
Wide open frayed
If God's taking bets
I pray He wants to lose
Day one,
Start over again
Step one,
With not much making sense
Just yet I'm faking it still I'm pseudo making it
From scratch begin again but this time "I" as "I"
And not as "we"
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