Turmoil
Always shifting, mood unstable
Never knowing what you think
Like I’m thirsty in the ocean
And you’re the water I can’t drink
Seething anger, needing solace
Wanting more but getting less
How do I rest my desperate soul
When lips are sealed, and ne’er profess
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