brain water
Nobody understands me Your eyes locked in to see Just a mush of a person Without any function Me. The person. One and only Seeing the street ahead. Lonely. Humans give deep cuts, Not caring enough just wanting a hug You are like the watermill Trying to separate me downhill. Split the bad from the good The rotten from the root. Water is liquid. My brain is mixed With every explanation it won't ever be fixxed
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