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Can't sleep Can't stay sane Keep seeing shit Everything's twisted Everything's dark Medication messing with me Making me emotional Making me cry. Making me fucking cry. I can't stand it But too scared to die Making myself mad Mad at the world My fucked genes My fucked brain Seeing things Hearing things Feeling things Smelling things Making me want to claw To scratch Take my eyes so I can't see Take my ears so I can't hear Take my nose so I can't smell Take my skin so I can't feel Thoughts overwhelm me Override me I can't trust anything My brain tells me
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