<p>Where was I when I<br />
needed me the most?<br />
Where was my mind,<br />
my heart, my soul, when<br />
I needed a new me?</p>
<p>Why would I betray<br />
myself to be nothing<br />
but a toy to the wind?<br />
A toy to the wind…<br />
Ragdoll, I fall down and<br />
then I stay there, dead<br />
to the world around me.</p>
<p>Beady eyes, nappy hair,<br />
unclean skin, false hope,<br />
where is my Geppetto?<br />
I am no Pinocchio, I am<br />
no boy of wood, cast<br />
me into the fire and I burn<br />
but do not become refuse…</p>
<p>I tried again, I did again,<br />
but why is it the way it is, anyways?</p>
<p>There was a time, some time ago,<br />
when all I thought of was absolution,<br />
and when all I thought of was<br />
many nothings, circumstantial lives,<br />
where was I?</p>
<p>Will you hold my hand,<br />
again?<br />
I’m afraid to walk<br />
through these fires.</p>
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