My insides crave my action.
It makes my heart beat harder and harder.
My blood thickens and gets warmer and warmer.
It's like I'm being roasted on the fire where I sleep.
Your anger makes me feel more awake.
Feelings scare me the way I want them to.
My eyes grow blacker and wider.
It's like my insides are getting hotter and hotter.
It makes me act out.
It makes me feel lighter inside.
He talks to me like I'm schizophrenic.
Like I love this but realize what it is.
I manage to keep him at a distance.
But it comes out.
It's an inner passion for him.
It longs to become a part of me.
It forces me to accept my inner feelings.
It forces me to recognize my inner self.
It forces me to be free.
It forces me to take action.
I scream at this demon that terrorizes me.
I want to make a deal with him between freedom and my soul.
I want him to leave my state.
I want to become so much more than him.
Why do I get excited so easily?
Why do I trust people so easily?
Why am I like this on the outside and so different on the inside?
Why do I want to turn my thoughts into reality?
Anger, love - they're as romantic as gasoline and flames.
Feelings, desires - they are so real that you forget your reality.
Mercantile and fake people work very well in our system.
In spite of all the good and bad aspects, the person himself remains neutral.
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PuisiHumans is so clever that he deceives himself under the influence of feelings. Feelings are good, but you have to keep a balance, otherwise you will lose control over everything.
