Iโm taking notes, while my mind flows
I go back and check what I wrote
My words are cold, I get chilly, I put on my coat
I step outside, because I almost cried
My emotions are running wild, the emotional portal is wide
Out of breath like Iโm about to die
The world is cold, but it couldโve been a worse ride
My hands are tied, I want to help, but I canโt even help myself
Fought so hard for them, I drained my own energy, I lost the fight, I lost my guide
Iโm taking notes, I want to help them, but their selfish ways blocked me, disqualified me
I wonโt deny, I used to put them first, now I wonโt let it slide
Iโm taking notesโฆ
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