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Hate (Them) The aloneness was getting to me
I wish I were with others
The lack of sociality
Is breaking my senses
The Tense unnerving silence
Is digging at my soul
Oh how I wish this fatefull pretense
Would just be gone and told
Now finding everything so clear
It gives me time to think
Of all the paranoia costing dear
My sanity to the brink
Now I have found a happy thought
I don't need them anymore
These people I see them caught
Between lies, escape and the door
There is no better company than what I keep
Myself, everything to be...
