Too much time
alone
in my own mind
Too little time to
examine and find
Your time, so fragile
Your mind, like concrete
Thick
but no, not in a bad way
Just is, just is
I sit and I wait
For what, for what?
I don't know how to take
What to give, what to fake?
Why do I try to be, to see
I don't want to say 'don't' anymore
No more, you whore
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