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** Yo, I am the best this dude can do You know, I am what's up You better get to know me asap I am what all chicks try to woo I play soccer so well i don't pass look at me, I'm world class just follow me, I am the compass Yeah, I was born to be bad-ass Worries, I ain't got any Always in good company **                                                                 Salutations, I really do not know much                                                           However, I wish the situation won't stay as such                                                                  This existence drowns me in confusion                                                                    A sentence to loneliness and delusion                                                           I consigned happiness to oblivion premeditatively                                                          After sadness and sorrow haunted me prematurely                                                          I then had to ignore all emotions to survive decently                                                         If happiness does not exist neither does sadness logically                                                                 Emptiness is lethal, death is certain if empty is the inside                                                         Seeking knowledge can remorse the process, the last ride                                                   Ride from stars to "who am i?" to "are they real?" with no guide                                            Captivity to knowledge requires evasion, evasion with no heart is suicide                                                              *                                                                                                                                       hello, I am always hiding                                                                                                                       because this body to me is binding                                                                                                                       everyday, my hope in life is fading                                                                                                                                     will I ever end up deciding                                                                                                                                  I surely do not sound logical                                                                                                                                            but I too have feelings                                                                                                                          I wish I could do so many things                                                                                                                     24 hours of being would be magical                                                                                                                                 beauty can hide in ugly places                                                                                                                        and a diamond has so many faces                                                                                                                      in this body I am leaving my traces                                                                                                                 I might be hiding but fear no menaces * Sharing a body is quite complex Living every second in a multiplex With a brain leaving you perplex A primitive instinct and its reflex A soul that has fortitude  to flex.
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Jan 8, 2013
Jan 8, 2013 at 5:33 AM UTC
Schizophrenia
** Yo, I am the best this dude can do You know, I am what's up You better get to know me asap I am what all chicks try to woo I play soccer so well i don't pass look at me, I'm world class just follow me, I am the compass Yeah, I was born to be bad-ass Worries, I ain't got any Always in good company **                                                                 Salutations, I really do not know much                                                           However, I wish the situation won't stay as such                                                                  This existence drowns me in confusion                                                                    A sentence to loneliness and delusion                                                           I consigned happiness to oblivion premeditatively                                                          After sadness and sorrow haunted me prematurely                                                          I then had to ignore all emotions to survive decently                                                         If happiness does not exist neither does sadness logically                                                                 Emptiness is lethal, death is certain if empty is the inside                                                         Seeking knowledge can remorse the process, the last ride                                                   Ride from stars to "who am i?" to "are they real?" with no guide                                            Captivity to knowledge requires evasion, evasion with no heart is suicide                                                              *                                                                                                                                       hello, I am always hiding                                                                                                                       because this body to me is binding                                                                                                                       everyday, my hope in life is fading                                                                                                                                     will I ever end up deciding                                                                                                                                  I surely do not sound logical                                                                                                                                            but I too have feelings                                                                                                                          I wish I could do so many things                                                                                                                     24 hours of being would be magical                                                                                                                                 beauty can hide in ugly places                                                                                                                        and a diamond has so many faces                                                                                                                      in this body I am leaving my traces                                                                                                                 I might be hiding but fear no menaces * Sharing a body is quite complex Living every second in a multiplex With a brain leaving you perplex A primitive instinct and its reflex A soul that has fortitude  to flex.
jalalium
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Jan 8, 2013
Jan 8, 2013 at 5:33 AM UTC
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