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I'm Thinking


 

I do not care if you feel how I feel.

I know you don't.

I am so ...

I am so ...

I do not have the words.

 

If it was my choice I would not think so much,

I'd silence my conscience 

and quit the nonsense

cut you out like a little kid 

and past myself crooked.

 

So stupid how i feel

at least I geuss 

I do not know thats the problem !

I get confused everytime

 I can't remeber the words I had last night.

there is too much going on

there is too much in my life.

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