holding me down, making me feel trapped, it's got my legs tangled.
I know I'm going to get out before the spider eats me,
but I feel like time is my enemy and patience is killing me.
I'm going to grow up, I won't be stuck here for ever,
There is an entire forest for me to crawl in, just waiting for me,
but the forest has to realize that I'm working on it.
Patience is the forest's enemy too.
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