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I sit around all day
Counting clouds like cutaways
I pull my hair out, strand by strand
I make excuses that catch in the dripping pan
I have not been to school this year
Piled all my books in the fire and watched them disappear
I paint my face with foxes blood
I do what i feel, and ignore what i want
How can it be somehow so essential
That i'm here?
I don't see the sense