The bird sings, the clock ticks
Working so properly
They are not broken, they do not trick
But something is wrong with me
I can not function, I do not work
It seems I'm unable to cope
Why this is so, I do not know
I just know I'm losing hope
Please listen to me, I want you to see
I just don't know how to ask
About the help that I need, so I can be freed
From wearing this dreadful mask
So if you would mind, and be very kind
To give me some love and care
Then we can start, healing my heart
with these tools that fix and repair
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