I will never be free.
Never from my thoughts
My judgement
My disabilities and faults
From myself.
I was desperate, yet I wasn't myself
Yet I was too much myself
I couldn't free myself
So now, I don't care about you
I guess, I don't really have much
Just my backpack and my watch and some shoes
I kind of wish I had schizophrenia
So I would stop trying to hear something in life
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