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Imagination runs wild
Always been a dreamer
But that I couldn’t fathom
And that was just a teaser.

Saw a couple red flags
Perhaps I should have known
People raised questions
Though I thought we were grown.

OK, be strong
Forget being gnarly
Put your guard up
Even if it’s just partly.

Two strikes, now.
Or should that be one?
Am I in my right mind
To say this is done?

Proceed with caution
But carry on with your plans
Get off those narcotics
That put you in a trance.

Here we go again
Analysis I can’t ignore
I don’t have to say a word
Just watch me walk out the door.

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Truth.

It is what it is
Don’t always get
What you give
And it’s true what they say
Trust is a big thing.

Time after time
Swear you’ll lose
Your mind
Though it does get better –
And you’ll end up being fine.

Emotions they grow
Emotions,
Do go
One day you feel warm
Then the next you’re so cold.

I Can’t Stress

Let me tell you about

This situation I’m in

And explain to you why

I can’t get mad about a thing.

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As part of my job

I go to college

To secure my place

To gain correct knowledge.

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But a few people there

Must be threatened by me

Attempt to get a reaction

As they know I’m gutsy.

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They never come direct

Always try to be down low

But loud enough for me to hear

At the same time, you know?

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Since they can’t address

Myself directly

I refuse to make a scene

So I act correctly.

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I just don’t know

Why they can’t be brave.

Don’t pussyfoot around

Please say it to my face!

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Yet when they’re stuck

It’s me who they ask

To help with their work

So they can finish their task.

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But back to the matter

We have in hand

I’ll now explain

Why I can’t get mad.

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My job is on the line

It means a lot to me

Plus in a year and a half

Of these people I’ll be free!

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Furthermore

I’m getting paid to attend

Getting rich to watch

These fools pretend.

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I’m close to home

Only fifteen minutes away

Whilst they’re distant

From the places they stay.

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So that boys and girls

Is why I can’t stress

Why I can’t get mad

Upset, or distressed!