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In The Rough
Here I am zoning out again
Knowing what I don’t want to feel
It’s hard to push myself away
Hard to even tell what all is real
I take a deep breath, in and out
Just drop the tone and listen, baby
Not trying to fuss and fight tonight
I’m not trying to come off crazy
I can’t say anything anymore
Without you lashing out
I try to start off really calm
Seconds later you start to shout
So I start to release my grip
I stare into the void of our walls
I barely blink, breathing shallow
The world around me seems to stall
I’m not sure when I come back to
Back to the same ole disassociation
Not sure when I started this mess
But I know that it’s all my creation
I don’t want to feel
I don’t want to see
I can’t stand the noise
What it makes of me
I’m lost in my internal affairs
Don’t want to rock the boat
How long can I keep this up
Can’t even keep myself afloat
Don’t know what I’m doing here
As I stare at my spot on the wall
Eyes are crossed, vision unfocused
Not sure I have fight left in me at all
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