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wicked is how i feel about now.
wanna go to sleep but i have no clue how.
it's 3:42 and sleep is long away.
tomorrow WILL be wicked workin zoomin will i stay.
i'm up then down wanna sleep then wanna play.
thing's r blue then they're grey.
my mind just keep's seemin to stray.
when will it be tomorrow day.

wicked is me.
i can but can u see.
i feel peaceful swayin like a tree.
n my mind a FLOWER i could be.
n the cloud's with the bird's how peaceful n free.
i'm shakin like the limb's when it storms.
i wanna rewind the clock 4hours n be n they're dorms.
i sleep so well when the rain just pours.
wicked has opened alot uh door's.

wicked is what i took at 12:30
now i'm alone n flirty.
my mind is like blurty.
i know that's not a word but right now it is to i.
on my face is a smile n my  ALL  i do is cry.
i ask n wonder 2myself why?
wipe the tears now they're dry.
the tissue's just wickedly fly.

wicked is what my mind is like about now.
take this pain some1 i wish u knew how.
to YOU i would bow.
because i want peace like the earth n the tree's.
i wanna be the BEE's knee's.
SOME1 HELP ME PLEASE.
i'm feelin wicked what m i talkin about GEEZE.
then i freeze.
come back to reality n all the pain.
wish i could wash it away like the rain goin down the drain.
on my heart's uh stain.
can't get my grammy off my mind it's such pain.

wicked would have been my dad every knowing his baby.
but drugs were all that was on his mind lately.
n lately i mean the past 20 years of my life.
never met the guy but wouldn't think twice.
to let him c the wicked ME his daughter but know's nothing of me.
i had my gram n mom all my life they made ME ME.
without them nothing i would be.
GOD please just set me free.
like the peaceful tree.
or just let me escape n fly like a bee.
any1 readin this mayb 1 day u'll see.
KEELEY.
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