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Could you help me out and say it? That I was in out of my depth? Couldn't catch myself from falling off the earth Could you let me shelve the failures? I'd be sitting down for this mess Sent a card back home with a poem on the front The time is showing the cracks upon my hands Could it feel like this forever? Be where I wanted to be? Could I say it now without breaking down again? I'm finally throwing this stack of ornaments And I'm fine with growing out of who I am