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The imminent river, inevitable ride; unwilling passenger, whether the strap snapped, disconnected; Or stuck till final destination, rock bottom. Was all this necessary Im great, Im happy Stop misdiagnosed me Im no other than me neuroses and religion who i am to wish for oblivion one opinion define none On seeking whats the norm and what is wrong. Im trying to live, to fit in Just normally like everybody Normal to me but it isnt what am I, Who I am without I am, was, I will be okay Why it felt like a replay No choice but to compelled Who said its mine to choose Cause it wil be forever replayed For now the strap hold on on repeat, hitting rock bottom Its true the only way left is up no in between, stuck in a time wrap.
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May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 1:11 PM UTC
The Ride
The imminent river, inevitable ride; unwilling passenger, whether the strap snapped, disconnected; Or stuck till final destination, rock bottom. Was all this necessary Im great, Im happy Stop misdiagnosed me Im no other than me neuroses and religion who i am to wish for oblivion one opinion define none On seeking whats the norm and what is wrong. Im trying to live, to fit in Just normally like everybody Normal to me but it isnt what am I, Who I am without I am, was, I will be okay Why it felt like a replay No choice but to compelled Who said its mine to choose Cause it wil be forever replayed For now the strap hold on on repeat, hitting rock bottom Its true the only way left is up no in between, stuck in a time wrap.
I hate it when I couldn't accept myself for who I am. My scars, my illness. Its not my fault I was born with it.
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May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 1:11 PM UTC
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