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Everyone thinks I am high and so I am Everyone thinks I’m gay And I’m not Everyone thinks I’m soft But I’m hard Everything is old And so too I am Everyone thinks they know best And I don’t believe they do except for that one guy Where I think I know That he is wrong And I Am right Everyone thinks that the end is near And I know that it’s all about fear I do wish I had control of my emotions And didn’t have to hear my  neighbors commotions But I do Everyone thinks that I am angry And I am angry I am very angry I am so angry that my head will explode If I don’t stick it out the window and scream And if the window should collapse upon my neck And shut neatly on the windowsill… …where often there are plants that are watered I would like to think That I may be watered too… And if my shouts and screams should be heard I would like to think My lack of faith Should not be replaced By fear ++++++ And let the window collapse upon my neck And shut neatly on the windowsill Where often enough There are plants that are watered
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Nov 13, 2024
Nov 13, 2024 at 1:06 AM UTC
Everyone thinks and so do I
Everyone thinks I am high and so I am Everyone thinks I’m gay And I’m not Everyone thinks I’m soft But I’m hard Everything is old And so too I am Everyone thinks they know best And I don’t believe they do except for that one guy Where I think I know That he is wrong And I Am right Everyone thinks that the end is near And I know that it’s all about fear I do wish I had control of my emotions And didn’t have to hear my  neighbors commotions But I do Everyone thinks that I am angry And I am angry I am very angry I am so angry that my head will explode If I don’t stick it out the window and scream And if the window should collapse upon my neck And shut neatly on the windowsill… …where often there are plants that are watered I would like to think That I may be watered too… And if my shouts and screams should be heard I would like to think My lack of faith Should not be replaced By fear ++++++ And let the window collapse upon my neck And shut neatly on the windowsill Where often enough There are plants that are watered
jiminy-littly
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Nov 13, 2024
Nov 13, 2024 at 1:06 AM UTC
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