I should feel inspired
but I just feel sad you're gone
not enough allies
and everyday
demand another song
and i do not feel special
I do not feel unique
I'd rather stand down
and let a better man speak
And in the garden
of your mind
the weeds of thoughts
dark and unkind
help me from beyond
to stand up to the reckoning
and to believe somehow
the garden of my mind
is still a growing thing
what
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