Listening to: Bend To Squares by DCFC
Gravitated towards a taste
For foreign films and modern plays
But that machine could only
Bend to squares five to six times
Before your fingers came unwired
Weights down so that you could move forwards
Forwards
So you could move forwards
Forwards
Some times, many a times, i feel burdened in my day to day work. Many a times i feel conflicted, confused. Many a times i laugh it off. I've lost and lost. Have i ever won?
But when you've been beaten the bruises remain, no matter how much you try to cover it up. And yet cover it up, i shall. When people are looking and expecting, who am i to falter?
Like a round peg in a square hole. Bent to fit.
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