Dude You are sick!
What the hell is wrong with you?
I will Kill you!
Can I..
Thoughts flowing in and out as,
Crowded halls has noises filtered in,
Some one trying to sing,
Some crap, save the world....
Who knows and cares to.
I am sick and cynical about all things in my life,
Will I be called a loser?
Um, or if I where to remain positive,
Does it make it any better?
What the hell, I am just what I am...
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