The time before was special
I look upon the past with my pink-tinted glasses
longing and desireful to return to my previous normalcy
Normalcy when I felt calm and peaceful
Now the winds and wells inside shake the stained tinted glass of my light tower
The glass is now cracked
I can feel my pink-tinted glasses becoming brittle
I'm afraid to see without the glass before me
Transparency is my enemy, without it, I can at least hope
I can see what I need to see
Buy me time while I wait for the moment I'm ready for transparency
Lie to me, for me
Come look through my pink-tinted glasses
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Tyler Simpson
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