Lost: In a knife factory

So,

I'm trying to

Understand you

Even though

I don't really

Want to

Smooth tricks

All the mental

Ticks

And tocks

Of the brain

Your penchant

For spending

Time alone

And also not

Deep in thought

Guzzling on

The distinguished

Stigma

Of holding

All the

Cosmic grudges

Finding depth

In cantankerous

Plot twists

Keep on adding them

To your

"Son of a ***** list

Just see

What you'll get

Keep having

Your fits

Each one

Of your

Personalities

Will double

And you'll

No longer know

Which one caused

You the trouble

You'll fall

When you wake up

And ill-starred

Unaware

Blundering

Through the dark

It's sad to say

You'll forget

Who you are

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