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David Robinson

Falling Down

Inside, the pain can find a place
It puts a smile upon the face
Feels like my blood is turning brown
Sometimes I think I'm falling down.

Outside, a victim of the times
To think in black and speak in rhymes
Too late, I'm crawling on the ground
Sometimes I think I'm falling down.

Downside, all that this can reap
Fills me with fear when I sleep
Empty...gone without a sound
Sometimes I think I'm falling down.

Yes, I feel so tired
Nothing left inside
I just want to feel that it's alright
Something to help me through the night
I just can't explain myself to you.

© David Robinson