Me
I'm not stupid
But this mind
Remains polluted
In here
I am secluded
Silence surrounds me
Where is my music?
Unloved
I feel I'm intrusive
Defeat in my eyes
I make excuses
Honestly; I think
I'm about to lose it
Keep it together man
Your dreams have grown lucid
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