“World on my Shoulders”

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Why does the world feel like it’s on my shoulders?
Forever sitting there
Never changing
Turning, spinning
Watching everything move
But I myself staying still
My little bit of peace gone
Once my haven stripped away
Peace be still I am told
Forever is just a day away
My eyes closed tightly
Hands over my heart
Madness my only reality
Darkness pouring out from within
Shhh… and hush abye
As the world sits there still
Weighing me down
Rocking me to some lost lullaby
Always turning and spinning
The world on my shoulders