Help is Hopeless
You can never be certain
What if this?
What if that?
What if they…
Stop
You have to stop thinking this way
No more, “What if this?”
No more, “What if that?”
No more, “What if they…”
I know but...
If I keep thinking this way they’ll…
Quit
Look
You’ve already failed
I say,
No more thinking this way.
Fine
I won’t dare
But I can’t seem to get this feeling out of the air
Please
This isn’t fair
All I want to do is sit in this stupid chair
I can’t hurt you there
Maybe I should…
Again with you thinking this way
Stop
Stop this I say
All you is drag us down
All we want to do is help you out
Enough of this
Frankly, it’s ridiculous
You do hurt us there
You do hurt us in that stupid chair
We miss you
Maybe if you would get out of it you wouldn’t feel like you needed to...
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