HyperFocused
Restless nights, Waking days,
For someone never in gaze,
You've rooted in the haze of my mind.
I can never be rid of you,
Always on my mind as a Taunt,
A reminder,
Why have I subjected myself to this,
Why does my own brain sabotage me,
Why can't my thoughts ever change,
Why you?
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