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Disconnected
Feeling disconnected
Friends and family
Sometimes seem robotic
Stare into my mother's face
Until it's unrecognizable
Is this what madness is like
It's an unacceptable
And insane thought
Where am I
God help me
Bring me home
Friends and family
Sometimes seem robotic
Stare into my mother's face
Until it's unrecognizable
Is this what madness is like
It's an unacceptable
And insane thought
Where am I
God help me
Bring me home
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