I stare at the window wondering why
Sometimes this life feels like a big lie.
Something's not right
Uncomfort creeps in again tonight.
A square block for my circle soul.
What am I trying to squeeze into my God-shaped hole?
Boys, parties, jobs, friends
Ever-turning that square, it never ends.
One of these days I'll find that block
Then maybe, just maybe, my heart will finally unlock
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