The
words are playing hide and seek
And I’ve no clue where I should peek.
My situation’s not unique
But confidence is shrinking…
And I’ve no clue where I should peek.
My situation’s not unique
But confidence is shrinking…
I
fear I’m on a losing streak;
Without a paddle, up the creek.
My brain a rowboat with a leak
And I am slowly sinking…
Without a paddle, up the creek.
My brain a rowboat with a leak
And I am slowly sinking…
I
used to have a fine technique
Yet I’m in need of quite a tweak
Though I’ll provide my own critique,
The consequence of thinking…
Yet I’m in need of quite a tweak
Though I’ll provide my own critique,
The consequence of thinking…
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