So it seems like noones home,
And I feel so alone,
My minds like a womb,
Locked inside a tomb,
Even if I run so far,
I'll still be stuck in tar,
Why does it end so soon?
Why is my mind a tomb?
Why do I feel this way?
Everythings going my way.
Good grades, Great girl,
Lifes good, I feel loved,
Moms happy, dads happy,
Friends are fine,
But then I wonder...
Why aren't I?















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Sarcasm? I try to avoid her company.
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"I bet he's smart as a sword--thats twice as smart as a whip, by the way."
-Fighter
"Link you are not."
-Morgan
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I am #20 Raticate in DA's Pokemon Crew
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Who is the form, following the function of what, and what I am is a man in a mask.
I can see that.
Im not questioning your powers of observation, im merely remarking on the paradox of asking a masked man, who he is.
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