The Center from Dead Stars by Palm Ghosts

I fear you will always find
What it is you’re looking to prove
is it worth what’s left behind
To stand right upon your truth

What a luxury to fantasize
Your take has it figured
Proceeding down an assigned line
Following your trigger

Can you read your own mind
Or is it read to you?

In dreams pedestrian
Colored in pencil gray
To Hush what tears confess
How small you feel today

Can you read your own mind
Or is it read to you?

One more story
From the others end
One more story
From the others end

I’m afraid you haven’t space
In your head for another
Valid point misplaced
Worked dull in your favor

Tear it from the ground
Knot it in something new
Graft the loose ends all around
Till the center's only you

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