What is common?
What is normal?
What is wrong with me?
In the end, how will I be judged?
A skull to hold the worms?
A body to cradle dust?
If it means becoming like these
Wrinkled people with
Shriveled lives
I'll forfeit this shadow
Game of compromise
Tonight, I might swim too far
And the shore will fade
And I'll be gone
One day they will say
"Just look at her now"
One day they will say
"We thought she'd drown"
In a tidal crush of muck that sucked
Her to the ground
They will kneel, shiver
And beg
"What pushed you over the edge?"
What is normal?
What is wrong with me?
In the end, how will I be judged?
A skull to hold the worms?
A body to cradle dust?
If it means becoming like these
Wrinkled people with
Shriveled lives
I'll forfeit this shadow
Game of compromise
Tonight, I might swim too far
And the shore will fade
And I'll be gone
One day they will say
"Just look at her now"
One day they will say
"We thought she'd drown"
In a tidal crush of muck that sucked
Her to the ground
They will kneel, shiver
And beg
"What pushed you over the edge?"
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