The way I feel
I wish I could be numb
The way I think
I wish I could be dumb
What could have
What was
Why and where
Do we will ever known
Tired, confused, desabuse
No time to rest
No time not to rest
And no one else will answer
Incoherant mumbling
For stupids reasons
I'll be alone in the end
Just like I started.
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