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Alone


ceiling reminding me of the inside of a coffin feeling confined thinking this is the end going asleep is what I dread, trying not to lose my head hanging on by a thread from the negative situations that i fled the anxiety keeping me suspicious of movement from humans like a mutant I'm hiding with my soul being translucent.trying to configure my true feelings is confusing and I'm not tryna be a nuisance nor am I being prudent. I got all these emotions in my brain that I racked but I ain't gonna give up cos thats my pact with all these feelings I've tracked like the impact that this will leave you I'm staying compact. any man wanna chat I'll just claat him cos imma Spartan ripping everyone to shreds cos this isn't kindergaten messing with your minds that's for certain you don't wanna go to war like Starlin pulling the cotton over your eyes like a iron curtain But I'm Trapped in my mind and I can't escape Like ma body that just won't reshape Trying to keep myself awake Like the trust I made that I'm not tryna break But I'm paranoid with everything in me being void, thinking Imma target wishing I could reincarnate and disappear when the cost is clear wishing you was near but im restless won't stop going till I'm breathless And I'm watching the danger lurking, get that networking in, putting my all in don't care if im overworking and saying I'm never sell my soul but my heart is cold I leave my feelings exposed keeping myself on my toes looking out for any low blows as the eyes on me grows. seeing darkness, seeing the negativity harnessed calling myself, the solstice keeping out negative forces seeking justice against them looking to get them rusted with all the snakes I trusted and all the fakes I dusted I'm not giving up even if my skin is clotting or for them snakes that I'll be blocking except for them faces I'll be dropping
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