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Its passed midnight my eyes wide open

It happens quite often put I dont know the reason

I stare at the walls like if it was the ocean

Questions in mind and words so broken

Breathing deap and teary eyes

I console my self everythings alright

Mind questions me but my heart denies

I question my self if I really am alive

I have all the answers why infinite questions

It seems like a never ending situation

I dont want to run away but fight

I am loosing me and it doest seem alright