Cup of Water
Soulful Reflections: Unraveling Emotions Through a Cup of Water
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I've got this feeling that I really should stay inside
I feel the need to stay indoors.
Pour myself a drink and try to sort my mind
I'll make a drink and try to clear my thoughts.
I'll grab a cup of water when I'm nice and tired.
I'll have a cup of water when I'm tired.
I'll search myself until I'm feeling wild
I'll introspect until I feel uninhibited.
Trying to find meaning in the sadness of my mind
Seeking meaning in the sadness within me.
Sometimes I guess it's quiet just because
Sometimes it's quiet for no apparent reason.
There's a cup of water on my bedside table
A cup of water is on my bedside table.
It's been there for days and I haven't drank a drop
It's untouched for days despite being there.
Sometimes when I'm down it's something complicated
Occasionally, when I'm low, it's complex.
Like a bit of trauma that I haven't processed yet
It might be unresolved trauma.
Sometimes it's simple and I'm dehydrated
Sometimes it's just dehydration.
It sounds so silly but that's the way it is
Seemingly trivial, yet that's the reality.
There's a cup of water on my bedside table
A cup of water remains untouched.
I've got this feeling that I really should go outside
I feel an urge to step outside.
Turn off my phone and lay face down in the grass
Disconnect, lie in the grass, seek peace.
Wait for the quiet and I'll try to feel okay
Wait for tranquility and strive for well-being.
I've always felt like there's a puzzle I can't solve
I've always sensed an unsolvable puzzle.
Some transcendental moment just a bit out of reach
A moment just beyond grasp, transcendent.
Like something's missing when there's nothing left to find
Feeling incomplete when nothing's left to discover.
There's a cup of water on my bedside table
A cup of water sits by my bedside.
It's been there for days and I haven't drank a drop
Unconsumed for days, remaining untouched.
Sometimes when I'm down it's something complicated
During lows, it may be complex.
Like a bit of trauma that I haven't processed yet
Could be lingering, unprocessed trauma.
Sometimes it's simple and I'm dehydrated
Sometimes, it's just a simple lack of hydration.
It sounds so silly but that's the way it is
Seemingly trivial, yet that's the reality.
There's a cup of water on my bedside table
A cup of water remains untouched by my bedside.
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