Crazyness

Feel sick to my stomach...
Just want to throw-up...

Trying to stay positive, but real, as well...

Seeing things I dislike...
Thinking about things that are out of sight, but still in the mind....

Keeping my mouth SHUT, so I don't spew....

Eye is twitching... Stress?

Thinking about internal growth, wondering if there is an end?

Seeing things more clearly now... but still kind of dim...

Thoughts and emotions running rapid in my mind...
Trying to escape, but I'm going to escape...

Escape these useless, and UN-eventful images...
For they are NOT real, only illussions

Going to set myself free, once and for all...

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