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Time continues to pass against my will
I do not know what hour it is. I just want to go home. Tucked into my blankets and watching cartoons
The past digs its claws into my skin and cuts me wide open Leaving an untreatable wound
I will be this way forever.
I hear hear down the hall, tossing and turning.
I shouldn't be awake right now I was just talking to my friends. I told you how much they mean to me, they are more like my family.
Do you understand me like they do?
I don't understand you.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Your eyes are a room without a door.