driving
I do my best thinking
when I'm driving
I like the music loud
I like to drive real fast
I think better that way
so if we drive at night,
don't be scared that I'm quiet
or burst out yelling the next song
I just think better that way.
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voiceless except in pieces
When I think, I only get little pieces and I think of those pieces as puzzle pieces. There's no full picture or solution until all the pieces fit together.
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