Its like a whirlwind, this mind.When things go wrong, i weep about the mess, and try hard and get it all back on track. It sucks energy, and wrecks my
nerves. You feel like you're in a dead-end tunnel. And after all many turmoils, finally a bright morning.You'd outwardly think all's fine, and now i can relax, but no, this bugger of a mind whirls again. You find everthing in
order, and can't take the neatness as well, so you start throwing things up.
Its like shuffling things up in an overly clean room.
Can't do with all the peace.
Can't go with the mess.
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