Everything is gone, yet everything is here,
Now my mind is what I fear,
I can't think and I can't do,
Maybe it would be better if I were you,
Safe and there and not in pain,
Sometimes I ask, "Am I sure I'm sane?"
To normal people I may not look so,
Therefore I question which way to go,
To stay, or wander the depths of my mind,
Looking around for what I can find,
Yet ever going,
Freeing from my bind.
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