The voice inside my head
knows nothing of silence,
Even as I struggle to suppress
all of my warped anxieties.
The thoughts make clanging
Sounds as they march around
in my head, disturbing
Change is forbidden.
And the forbiddances are hidden beneath…
Contradicted lies and false statements of being unique.
It’s really tough to be unique.
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