How does something so completely right feel completely wrong?
How does something make me feel at ease, yet make my dread so strong?
It's this complicated, complex problem tearing me apart
This paradoxical, puzzling thing that's ripping at my heart

It confuses me
So easily
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Inside my brain
This is driving me
Insane

How does something I love so much make me feel this uneasy?
How does the thought put my head in a spin, and make me queasy?
It's this intricate, enigmatic problem I can not solve
This mysterious, mystifying thing around which I revolve

It perplexes me
So easily
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Inside my head
Makes me wish that I
Was dead

These voices arguing inside me won't be quiet
No matter what I do or say
And they all belong to me
And I just wish that they would
SHUT.
UP.