[These words are written in the pages of a small black journal]
Nothing is right anymore.
I can't keep having these dreams. I don't sleep anymore.
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I'm there, but I'm not helping.
I don't even know how to.
Or if I even should. ..
I know this isn't home.
But something is not right.
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It's just us
We don't need to worry.
You're just seeing what you need to.
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It's not how it should be
But this is how it is now.
I could change it if i want.
Should I?
