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[leftcoastkid]

I’ve got this problem
My had is writing down
Anything it wants
Except what’s on my mind

I’ve got this idea
Burning through my skull
But it’s too stupid
For other people to know

So I’ll keep it to myself
Like everything else
If someone didn’t like it
I think I would just quit

I’ve got this lock box
In a hidden part of my brain
Where I keep all the secrets
That keep me from going insane.
But it’s hit capacity
And starting to burst
If this all gets out
It’d turn my whole world upside down

I’ve got this piece of paper
With some words scribbled down
In the wrong order
So they’ll stay lying around

I’ve got this set of notes
That I think sound nice
But what’s one opinon
When there are a million to turn you down

I’ve got this lock box
In a hidden part of my brain
Where I keep all the secrets
That keep me from going insane.
But it’s hit capacity
And starting to burst
If this all gets out
It’d turn my whole world upside down

I’ve got words in my head
But they might not sound right
So I’ll keep repeating them to myself
In hopes that they might