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I want to go for a walk

But all I can do is crawl

I want to see the truth

But I’m scared of what’s behind it all



Don’t think I’m off centered

Maybe off balanced to say the very least

Reasons for spewing my own psychosis

Hey it’s the only way I know how to handle the beast

Picture it like this

Try juggling thirty different balls

With hands made of glue

Hoping you don’t miss

Because this little circus act

Is all that helps you get through



And when the day is done

You can’t even control the thoughts in your own mind

Snapshots of all you’ve seen

It’s sad when you wish you were born completely blind

Hey at least you’re alive, right???

Right….