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OuT oF iT
Lately time flies
It seems as if there is never enough
And I don’t get it
I’m so out of it
Completely lost in my own mind
Confined to my personal hell
Some say don’t worry
It alwayz gets better
I used to think like that
Now I don’t know
If it does get better
It will get worse first
As I dive into my hate
My love
My loathing
For they seem to never stop
And sometimes
I wish they would
