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IDK anymore
It’s that time of year again
Don’t even know if
I’m coming or going
With so much on my mind
Where would I even begin
And even if I began, who would understand?
This unbearable pain that I am in
It’s not even physical
It’s just a mental drain On my sanity
I can’t take no more my minds running over
it is at it’s capacity
Feeling as if the only thing left is Insanity
Straight jackets and padded rooms
To protect me from myself
Only to drag me deeper into darkness
Nobody really understands me at my darkest
Nobody is here
No matter the words that they utter
They are never really there
When I need them most I’m left to suffer
Alone with a blank face holding back my emotions
This is why my issues go unspoken
Because of fake devotion
Don’t even know if
I’m coming or going
With so much on my mind
Where would I even begin
And even if I began, who would understand?
This unbearable pain that I am in
It’s not even physical
It’s just a mental drain On my sanity
I can’t take no more my minds running over
it is at it’s capacity
Feeling as if the only thing left is Insanity
Straight jackets and padded rooms
To protect me from myself
Only to drag me deeper into darkness
Nobody really understands me at my darkest
Nobody is here
No matter the words that they utter
They are never really there
When I need them most I’m left to suffer
Alone with a blank face holding back my emotions
This is why my issues go unspoken
Because of fake devotion
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