Say it scream it. Inform all. I do not control my fate anymore. Stuck in with a bunch of papers, a smashed snapple bottle, empty soul. I don't got any options. I don't feel alive. I'm sure this isn't being alive.
What's going on here? How is anyone sane? Why do we do this to each other?
What's going on here? Is anyone sincere?
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