I've been thinking,
maybe I'm not so out of my mind,
and I'm just ahead of my time,
because I don't want a teenage romance,
one with broken hearts and headaches,
lonely
lonely
lonely
I've been thinking,
maybe I'm not so out of my mind,
and I'm just drinking too much coffee
and sleeping far too little,
to give me broken hearts and headaches,
lonely
lonely
lonely
I think too much.
belle
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The Poems I Wrote In My Leather Journal
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