Burnout
I tried,I tried running away from it, but I can't.its hard that I end up in my own dreams it feels like I'm burning but it's just reality screaming,reality too harsh that I want to run, success pulling me back to push but I just don't care. I talk,they say I talk too much,I stay silent,I'm overreacting. I comment I'm judgmental, I stay still I'm jealous. I look,they say I'm staring,I look away,I'm a bad person. I go out,I'm a street mate,If I lock myself in, I'm a nerd,I come with new stuff,I'm a show off,I come with old stuff I'm needy Reality just too harsh on her
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