Knock knock, knocked you down
The laughter so loud was of the clown
The music is more noise, makes no sense
You tried to run, u forgot the wired fence
The breaking bones tell a story of barriers oh so hazy
The crumbled sheets tell how you are still being lazy
The sun comes n goes, moon hates your sight
The wind and rain want to torture you n so they fight
The pulling force from all sides is your zeal
The layers are endless no matter how much you peal
It's silence you want, still you hate
It's your driven or you think it's fate
Wonder why the cosmic forces conspire another tale
You look so weak, the roughness has turned you pale
N then you fall again with a loud noise
People notice but nobody helps maintain your poise
Wonder how the poise maintains
When you see your clothes all stained
Magic are you waiting for?
-Diary of an Oxymoron
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