Well someone just looked at me weirdly What the **** is weird about me? Am I doing something wrong? What do they see? Whatever man, I don't care Go off and just ******* stare Never mind I'm going back inside This kind of **** I just cannot bear It feels cozy in here A day worth forgetting Time to try to sleep Eyes no longer viewing Again and again I sense that comfort is near I think I feel like myself now As my identity is starting to appear This feels great I'm able to think straight Well these thoughts are atrocious now What a stupid ******* trait The sun is setting Without making it too upsetting Mind is now skewing Just another night of intrusive thinking I guess that's what I'll be doing Again and again And all I can do is ask myself What will I feel? And when?
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