GO
My mind is bursting
why don't I let it out
it's all so stuck
my thoughts whirring inside my zipped shut mind
but there's no where to go
where do i expell all of this bull shit?
there's no where to just talk
to make sense of this confusing life
I'm slowly losing myself
no one to talk to
it's so stupidy complex
I can't even manage to write about the stupidity
it aches
makes my muscles physically want to get up
and just go
anywhere, really
I just want to go
but every other part of me pulls me down
makes me sit,
stay,
good dog.
I wish I could just go
Everything could be so simple
why do people hold back on themselves and all of their potential?
I guess I could ask myself the same question.
Why don't I just go?
why don't I just let everything go.
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