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The mind can be the lonliest place
It's just like me
It eats, it sleeps, it breathes
But unlike me, it's free
Im locked, Im haunted
Trapped by the chains of procrastination
And I promise you, it doesnt let go
Ive been wrongfully imprisoned
Wrongfully accused
My body hurts as if I've been battered and bruised
But in the end, I know I'll lose
Im fighting a shark underwater
The army on the border
I want to go away, forever
Maybe it can solve my pain
Am I clever?
I'd like to think so
But I've done questionable stuff
My hands are full of blood
Because my whole life, I've been rough
The beauty of Imperfection
Made me want to be neat, maybe section
My work, but my head goes in a completely different direction
I know exactly what I am
I need to prove to everyone that this is not some useless sham
Then BAM, I lie awake
My sheets soaked, Im grabbing on my pillow for hope
I have a text and missed call from my mom saying I just got smoked
This life is no joke
I tried to get up and dust myself off
A little chuckle and a cough
As I glance down, around my leg, I see a cuff
The bottom part of my foot is red, or should I say crimson?
Who was I fooling
I always knew I was imprisoned.

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