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i always seem to notice,

the way you like to see me

so what if i'm arrogant,

because i say, what i think,

i reach the point of breaking,

i seen the grief beneath me,

i have to have an obscure view,

it's fuel to keep me breathing

sometimes i feel so edgy,

as if on the verge, of something

often i just crumble, like a sea wall,

against the ocean inside me

lost is just a pretense, i fall into so freely

i want to give you distance,

so when you think of me, i feel so out of reach

but i get lonesome to the point

that i cant feel the heart that beats inside,

i wonder just how far under the bullshit,

do i have to hide

i know i stashed it somewhere,

to protect it from feeling

but i burn too,

i know when it get's bruised, it's all for you

i just have fear, not knowing what i'm into

i got the need to keep you, back and forth,

whenever i am risking,

all or nothing, im unpredictable,

like my appetite for life,

is an obstacle

i run around in circles,

what sense can i make to your ears,

if you hear me,

i'm just maybe gonna disappear,

into my self aware, neo~minded, classical manic, hopeless walls,

again  and back from where i begin,

too distracted to know from where it stems

i'm talking so much, but telling you nothing.

go figure, just like a master of words, to have no point with syllables,

no direction to be humble,

buy that.