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there is something deep inside of me,

no longer sleeping, yes it grows.

i'm waiting oh so paciently,

for what it is, who knows?

i question all authority,

i deny the things i preach.

with everything confusing me,

there is nothing for me to teach.

i hide away my sanity,

i pray that this will end.

run away from all the yelling,

so long as i can't be condemned.

my promises are breaking now,

so left and incomplete.

my world is shaking up right now,

there is nothing left for me.

i sigh and shift so awkwardly,

but there is no surprise.

i'll fight away this darkness,

i'll commit mental suicide.

the pieces fall apart so nice,

and together they become old.

i place them close to my heart,

and it is them i grab ahold.

inside of me there is something,

what it is i don't know.

but it looms in front of me,

and now it wants to grow.