Hysteria

What do 'I' want? 

Aye, my constellation tells me

tells me I'm content

everyday giving favors

sacrificing my happiness 

Tell me I'm naive

Tell me not to carry the world 

Cuz I'm wont

but ignorance isn't happiness

Cuz for some reason I can't ignore

Can't think of my happiness unless I think of yours

 

 

 

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