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what's in your head, in your head.
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The crazy shit in our existence a zombie like state pervades me
half asleep half aware
there is a lightheadedness that wont quit
fading things to a blurr
arms flail as I try to hurry through my day
I dont want to be this way
I want to see colour in the blurr
something earthly and decent
Im tired of half living in this space
It never seemw worth it
no matter what I do
dragging and thumping feet
I just want to run!
I want to jump up on
the wind and fly!
but this sack of skin
full of sorrow and dull
just holds me down like a sack of shit!
I need to get more sleep.
I need time to have a real life.
