Sometimes I feel like my brain is squish, I feel like my mind is caught in a mist, no matter what I do I never succeed, you caught me rolling in this misery, All is fine all is good, Life is rolling just the way it should, I do not know why my mind escapes, Falling through clouds with a loving embrace, I reach out my hand but nobody saves me, classically starving within this hypocrisy, All I want to do is lend a helping hand, Sitting like an ostrich head buried in the sand, People make me nervous what could I possibly do, So I run away from everyone that also includes you, What a misconception a flustered mess, I feel this anxiety I need some rest, No matter what I do I’ll never be good enough, They say stop your whining but life’s been pretty rough
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