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My mind is playing tricks on me
I hear your voice,
A voice I’ve adored for so long yet,
I am filled with dread.
My mind is playing tricks on me, my dear.
I feel that I need you yet,
I feel like I hate you.
I do not know what is real anymore, my dear.
And I fear I may lose you to a me that isn’t
Me.
A voice I’ve adored for so long yet,
I am filled with dread.
My mind is playing tricks on me, my dear.
I feel that I need you yet,
I feel like I hate you.
I do not know what is real anymore, my dear.
And I fear I may lose you to a me that isn’t
Me.
Published 31st Jan 2022
Author's Note
My mind often will lie to me and it leaves me very confused. I can not tell if I dislike someone, or if my mind wants me to push them away. It’s so very confusing. And it makes the smallest things they do anger me when they didn’t before. I don’t understand it
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