in my statistic notebook
I'm falling back to this maze,
Full of cruelty and hate,
Everything is like on haze,
I'm really not amaze
How the hell did I get back here?
Why can anybody hear me?
My shouts and cries are clear,
Yet it felt like getting small in sphere.
Someone help me outside of this place,
I don't want another one of this infectiousness lace,
I can't hear any pace,
And everything here is a disgrace.
Please stop this mess,
I want to rip this hospital dress,
Why can't anyone address,
That I'm not mad just another excess.
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