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Eggs, Bananas and A Dream

Once or twice, I go outside
Eggs and Bananas, I’ve read they’re good for me
So I keep buying them regardless
Whether I like them or not
People told me they’re good


“The adults kept saying things are changing”
Yet I’m still inside this room
With thoughts and dreams plaguing
Composer, Artist, it’ll always be here
For me to cower, hear, bear


Eggs and Bananas, they’re good for me
They make me numb, neither scared nor happy
I could just stop
Maybe I’ll stop
I’ll just be here