Born to stay
My mind is Being torn apart by itself. Everything feels wrong. Where I live what I do who I do things with what I have what I don't.
Cognitive dissonance like depression kills.
My mind slides like tires on ice.
Hitting rough patches at 45.
Play that record again, I say.
Why can't I play again?
So long to my piece of mind hello to this life called compromise and don't hurt others and don't rock the boat and don't fit in and don't be yourself and don't and don't and lonely lovey lonely.
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