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Unrestrained and free

Floating, unattached

Her dilated pupils stare right through you

So what is it this time

Oh, she’s gotten into the pills again

Well I think it was some of that

     crazy

             stuff.



(I mean, look at her eyes

     can you believe this)



Determined and sure

Firm, unwavering

Knowing she’s on the right track

So what is it this time

It’s those damn friends of hers,

She’s sinking lower and lower

If only she would learn some

     self-

            respect.



(I mean, she used to be better

        than losers like that)



So the clock helps me out

Easing my tension

                              (it’s only 12:58.)

Get stuff, get out, get gone –

before it is noticed.



Despite all this I’m awake

and having amazing dreams

Savoring the serenity

     emanating from the core.

Because no matter what you perceive

I know my truth

and I’ll reach my destinations.



oh yeah

   i might sleep – wake me soon, ok?

   ok.