
All of me, I carry.
(I carry all of me down this dirt path)
Hoping for the day when the weight will be
Lifted
Lifted from my back
(The back of this person I have become)
I have become
Poor
Conflicted
A beggar at the palace gates
Navigation was simple, or so I thought
Now I stand
Alone
In the desert
As a harsh wind blows sand,
(Scratches on my skin)
-ec
(I carry all of me down this dirt path)
Hoping for the day when the weight will be
Lifted
Lifted from my back
(The back of this person I have become)
I have become
Poor
Conflicted
A beggar at the palace gates
Navigation was simple, or so I thought
Now I stand
Alone
In the desert
As a harsh wind blows sand,
(Scratches on my skin)
-ec

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