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The thoughts in my head are as sketchy as the pictures in my heart, not really in color, nor in sound.
I'll occasionally be visited by an image of beauty, but it's rare and has sort of stopped coming around.
It's stopped coming around...

Was it scared off by feelings? How stupid. But I'll just have to cope with the things I already know.
I mean, come on, I've been brought up with these faded images, none ever really staying, I'm kinda glad they go.
I'm so glad they go...

Never ceasing to bore me, everyone around here bores me. They all do...yup, they all do.
I really want to get away. So, maybe I'll save up some moolah and head out like I've always wanted to.
...Like I've always wanted to.