Denai Moore — Trickle

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When stranger things unfold, it’s
Pushing me further behind
You never see it coming
Feel and only find

Forcing myself not to see too
Much of the little things
Too nervous to be on my own now
I find you in everything

Cause it will trickle into you
Like floods find corners no one knows
It will trickle into you
Can’t dig the roots that never grows
But you hold strangers
You grow stranger.
Keep thinking of better reasons
To cancel all of my plans
Desire to be someone’s nothing
A hollow plastic bag.