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Tired eyes? Tired brain, I'm not sick. I'm not insane. You ask what's wrong, it's all in vain, Since I'm not hurt. I'm not in pain. Listen to me. Weary smile? Weary heart, I'm not sick. Not torn apart. You say I lie, I say it's art, Since I'm not used. I'm just not smart. Listen to me! Bitter tears? Bitter soul, I'm not sick. Life takes its toll. You want to help, it's not your role Since I'm not cracked. I'm still a whole. I said listen! No. Please. Why? I have something to say. Go on. *You're sick. Stop denying it. There's clearly something wrong. It's all a lie and there's no art. Let me help you heal.* No. Please, let me help you heal. No! Before it's too late. It already is.
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 3:24 PM UTC
I'm Not Sick
Tired eyes? Tired brain, I'm not sick. I'm not insane. You ask what's wrong, it's all in vain, Since I'm not hurt. I'm not in pain. Listen to me. Weary smile? Weary heart, I'm not sick. Not torn apart. You say I lie, I say it's art, Since I'm not used. I'm just not smart. Listen to me! Bitter tears? Bitter soul, I'm not sick. Life takes its toll. You want to help, it's not your role Since I'm not cracked. I'm still a whole. I said listen! No. Please. Why? I have something to say. Go on. *You're sick. Stop denying it. There's clearly something wrong. It's all a lie and there's no art. Let me help you heal.* No. Please, let me help you heal. No! Before it's too late. It already is.
something-quiet
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 3:24 PM UTC
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