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Absolutely


Aboslutely nothing is wrong,

besides the fact that my head is spinning,

my knees are shaking,

my eyes are rolling,

and my tongue is turning.

Absolutely nothing is right,

because my mind tells me

to keep on trying.

keep on beleiving.

Keep on letting go.

keep on reminding myself that

I

am

normal.

Absolutely anything can happen.

When you think the impossible

is going to take over your mind.

you still have to realize

the world's a reality.

There are no made fantasy made up fakes.

Absolutely, his mimic darkens your face.

You want to say that it's you that's really standing there.

But staring back at you,

is a whole other person.

You want to say,

I can help you with you're problems,

but in all honesty,

we both you you don't even know you're own problem.
 

You just want to face the facts.

We both know I am fake.

You want to deny everything

I have just  told you,

but you can't get into

your insigificant little mind

that maybe somewhere there is a truth.

Absloutely, there is truth.

Truth is, the person I wish I was

is hiding away from what I should be facing.

Absloutely there is fake.

Fake, is what I am.

Just a figment of your imagination.

I'm that side of you that makes you, you.

I'm the one who makes your head spin,

who makes your knees shake,

who make your eyes roll,

what makes your tongue turn.

I'm the fake who makes you go crazy,

absolutely.

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