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I always assume that people are thinking the worst about me

I think I make them sick

when they discover my inner truth

they find no meaning

and laughter will follow

frightening laughter.

I cannot change my mind to a normal station

I feel I disgust

I fear I will never succeed

I feel I'm not trying

and everyone can see.

My mind plays tricks

Nervous ticks and cigarettes

Burning holes from striking, igniting liees

Brainstorming

with limited vocabulary

Whining

Can't get a point across

Clouded

Not grounded

I can feel it starting