Jittery legs won't let me sleep,
This depression wont let me ease.
Wish cud dump all my thoughts in a garbage heap,
Gonna die off a neurological disease .
Pain bits like hundred bee's.
And pills don't work for my O.C.D.
Wanna run away and get onto Freedom of Seas,
Life's a prison to me , I just wanna be free .
Freedom i hear is a lonely bird,
Though people tryna find , are no less absurd.
When black becomes new white,
So then, will you see, the world with open sight.
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