Theres things going on Inside of my head That I dont realize And I dont understand
Sometimes it feels Like Im almost free But then theres always something that just wont let me be
I wish that I could runaway And hide under a rock Or put myself inside a room And throw away the key to the lock
Sometimes the pains unbearable I feel like giving up And I hope that the rest of life Wont always be this tough
More of my dumb thought that are no good in a poem
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