Lost in Phoenix
Out of focus, not in sync with the space
Out of sight, at a different vantange point
I'm getting stabbed and beated with alot of new things these days:
People, Emotions, Responisibilities, Fears, Desires, Contradictions - alot
It's hard when you've been living in a bubble your whole life
Suddenly you're in the middle of some anomalous-dissimiliar
town and everything is upside down
The world has gotten alot wider, standing at the intersection
of Future St. and Nowhere Av.
3 final moments
Out of mind, can't comprehend a thing
Out of touch, no sense of direction
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