Priority
even my nightmares
are better than how my life fares
"get her"
is heard as it prepares
save your tears, and–
stop looking at your peers
oh,
stop to look at your peers
and save your tears
now go sleep in your spheres–
lest this heart leave its spears
staying awake brings no cheers
hasn't that been made clear to your ears?
everyone swears
say everyone cares
but when you're not in pairs
that's just plain affairs
when I'm never yours
and you never mine
I will never be chosen
never in both ears
never priority number one
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Personal isolation and rejection, grounded in speaker's lived experience.
Dense accumulation of ideas: nightmares, peer pressure, exclusion, unrequited belonging compressed tightly.
Overwhelmingly negative: despair, rejection, loneliness, social alienation throughout.
Agitated voice with repetition, exclamatory demands, sharp emotional intensity and urgency.
Approximately 20-25 lines; falls in 16-30 range.
Metaphor (heart leaving spears), personification (heart/tears), some symbolic language mixed with declarative statements.
Pure lyric internal monologue; direct first-person emotional confession without dramatic distance.
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