I supposed and arose, Is it another dose?
I feel sometimes I’m far but question myself, am I close.
I tried to keep my faith up
Should I wear makeup, hide the redness in my eyes while it circled around and it lies,
like what if it flies, What if it never hides
Accepts itself as it undiscovered
What was it though asked while they mothered
The problem is no one knows
So when they ask, do we end with a I suppose.