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I live in my head I have my own room there My own bed Where I do my best thinking Where I am most comfortable It keeps me up most nights Making to do lists and analyzing conversations from days before Daydreaming about everything Some of the thoughts I have are down right crazy So crazy that it must not be me there must be other people up there and hell not just a room but a whole house with several rooms and several conversations I can envision it clearly Sometimes I stay there for days The lights are on My shades are open But no ones home I do return to the real world and have real conversations but seems like I Always return to my head Where I live In my own room and my own bed
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Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 7:50 PM UTC
I Have a House Inside my Head
I live in my head I have my own room there My own bed Where I do my best thinking Where I am most comfortable It keeps me up most nights Making to do lists and analyzing conversations from days before Daydreaming about everything Some of the thoughts I have are down right crazy So crazy that it must not be me there must be other people up there and hell not just a room but a whole house with several rooms and several conversations I can envision it clearly Sometimes I stay there for days The lights are on My shades are open But no ones home I do return to the real world and have real conversations but seems like I Always return to my head Where I live In my own room and my own bed
Sorry I have to get some of the crazy out...that is why I love writing and HP
melissa-s
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Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 7:50 PM UTC
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