I am not tired or broken
I am fine mentally
I am composed, self assured of perceived reality
Our worlds seem so damn real when you create their meaning
I am undone only in part
I have begun my works of plastic art
I could not find the consequence of what effect I leave
I am afraid, once they're done, moments mean nothing
My words seem weightless and deterred from creating meaning
I am undone only in part
I have begun my works of plastic art
The Early Years - The World Through the Eyes of Those Who Make It Lyrics
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I am not tired or broken
I am fine mentally
I am composed, self assured of perceived reality
Our worlds seem so damn real when you create their meaning
I am undone only in part
I have begun my works of plastic art
I could not find the consequence of what effect I leave
I am afraid, once they're done, moments mean nothing
My words seem weightless and deterred from creating meaning
I am undone only in part
I have begun my works of plastic art
I am fine mentally
I am composed, self assured of perceived reality
Our worlds seem so damn real when you create their meaning
I am undone only in part
I have begun my works of plastic art
I could not find the consequence of what effect I leave
I am afraid, once they're done, moments mean nothing
My words seem weightless and deterred from creating meaning
I am undone only in part
I have begun my works of plastic art
Writer: Jodhi Mather-Pike
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