my mind's on blah
i don't know why
my gloomy thoughts
reflect the sky
this day so far's
done nothing right
my head's too loose
my skin's too tight
the dark's too dark
the light's too light
all sound's too loud
as of a whole
where's the global
volume control?
the road's too black
the grass too green
my ear's feel like
i'm submarine
my vision's blurred
my voice sounds slurred
i can't make out
a single word
serenity's too high
upon the shelf
i'm being a crank
just being myself
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