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i admit i almost want to go crazy;

i admit the stresses i put on myself;

i admit my sometimes death-wish lacks reason;

i admit my need for calmness and soothing,

but,once i have set foot back on dearest earth,

i bounce back up like a trampoline jumper.

To be free of this is a consummation

devoutly to be wished, so wanted by me.

i can't do it alone, so i need your help;

i can't do it at all, so i need your care.

Aye, the only one who can do it is you.

Send me where you will; give what is so needed;

if i struggle, do it anyway!  It is

all my mind can freely ask for as of now.

my fate is sealed, e'en if i can't see it

nor foresee the future of anything.

Or take what's yours and bury the rest;

it was always there but never the best.

So in the end just to say, here i shall be -

act out your desires, deals, and plans on me.