No one gets it
They don't understand
They don't know the thoughts
They think I'm crazy
I'm not, right?
I don't wanna be crazy
But people say I am
Why?
They worry for no reason
Putting time in something pointless
Hoping I will tell them
I won't
Why would I?
I don't own you anything!
Why does it bother you so much?
You can't help the thoughts
The thoughts come at night waking me up like a nightmare
But sometimes I rather be in that dream then living my life
Where rich is better than poor
Where there's no such thing is has trust
These thoughts come and go
I like them, they make me feel whole
Feel the empyness that is inside
But don't start to care and worry
It
Won't
Work
No more "friend"
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