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crazy


late nights white rooms screaming

straight jackets

long nights scrambled minds.

stuck. stuck for life

in a padded room, not a single

coherent thought I

know I'm not crazy never in

my life have I been crazy

but they think I do but I do not.

a cry for help a useless

cry maby if I reach out they

will let me go if I convince

them I'll be free?! but I know

that I will never be let go

I'm stuck. stuck for life

 
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