''to the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is the bad dream.''
'why does everyone feel like my enemy? ...don't want any part of depression or darkness...i've had enough...sick and tired...bring the sun or i'm gone...OR I'M GONE! ! '
Burn down the image of the face
That ignites my rage
I wanna clear my mind
So I can sleep tonight
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Rolling over from the pain of a thousand failures
Tell me..please explain
Why is it that I still linger
My skin has dried and aged again
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I’m really tired
but I don’t need a nap
Oh, dear have you seen my will?
Lately it’s been circling the deep end
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