I’m not sure what will come first
My beginning or end?
My hands are resting
On the starting line
While my feet lie across
The space marked finish
Stuck here in hope someone will
Help me, save me
And all the while
Wishing I could change my life
Wishing I could protect her innocence
Diseased soul
Not her fault
Falling into another’s hole
Never knowing if she’ll be caught
Push me push me push me
She’s not sure what will come first
Her beginning or end?
Her tiny hands reach
Not quite far enough
To start or to end
Stuck here in hope someone will
Help her, save her
And all the while
Wishing I could change her life
Wishing I could protect innocence
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