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May 2018
Signals picked up by th'antenna
This guy John says hair's like antennas
Maybe he's right
Maybe that's why I wrapped myself up
In human bodies into this coffee shop

The universe flowed into my room
From all directions
And it slowed down kindly
Just long enough to keep it there
And now I'm tripping
What was the point of tripping
But even doing was tripping
So just don't think about it

I'm very intuitive
But I got the wind knocked out of me
I started acting crazy
No one believes me
I work at a Wendy's
They think I'm an idiot
Rip off my ego 'cause it never meant...

NOTHIN.

That's why I hesitated there for a second
I never explained it,
You would never understand
You'd call me crazy

I'm so chill I can accept y-- wait,
I'm a false judge too
But the vestige remains
And I wish you were an empath like me!

A dream, a dream!
Wrapped in a body
Why did I dream it?
Half-answer cancer.

They all think I'm stupid
They think I'm a dud
And I've got no money
And I'm forced to swallow their false judgments about me

They can see it through the webcam, they can see!!
That my life is the most depressing thing.
They know who I am, I count on them
To watch me all the time,
They know my love, WAIT
SO DO I.
free write, anxiety
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