I'm nuts, can't you see?
i can't explain it well
'cause im not that fancy
with my words
but
I know what i am
i am...
incapable
i am strained
i do not belong
not even with the outsiders
they're disgusted by me too
the mirror hates me
the dogs and children hate me
positve thinking hates me
dating hates me
t.v. and the radio loves me
books love me
solitude loves me
poetry satisfies me
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