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Now Becoming a Functional -Womenly- Full Grown Independent
I just caught myself blanked out Staring, so considerated on a spot random at best but also off into nothing, beyond all of what may possible seem. To the observer, one may say, I look, well 'plan out of place' As if my body is still here on Earth but my mind has went elsewhere- to maybe, outterspace? Or? Maybe some new- my own, homeplate I'm so sick of the illusion that everyone's assuming-'shes so crazy, a real headcase' In/off into my created outterspace- my spot in oblivion Every persones voice trails off- Rather they be speaking to me or not, really is not the case I'm focused- soly what's all of my 'real life problems' what's immediately of my control- Constantly; any and every possible path or solution, that maybe correct/right For however the length of time that may pass Most the time is only minutes before usually I snap to, trying to finish it.
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