I have to make
decisions that
I don't want.
I have to choose
to protect myself
from pride.
But if I stay here
I have to give up
What is my life about:
I have to squeeze myself
and fill my wallet.
But you hide me
along with the money you put away every Monday
under the mattress.
And don't waste me,
get a running start this time too, anyway
we never jump.
To surprise me
try to delude me
with a dream.
It doesn't matter if
love is there too,
I masturbate.
I've been trying to believe for years,
but now that it's over
I can move
my fingers again.
But you hide me
along with the money you put away every Monday
under the mattress.< br/>And don't waste me,
get a running start this time too, then
we'll never jump.

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