 | There is nothing on my mind, no ideas in my head - all my thoughts are dead, motion-less, notion-less... I wanna write, I gotta write, just keep drawing a blank - dead end that's the end. If people could quit playing mind games with me, maybe I wouldn't have to focus on concentrating... Focus, focus, think about what's in front of you - focus, focus...My mind wanders back to you. So slick... So smooth, how do you get away with breaking the rules? I swear I hate you - you remind me of everything I despise... well, if that's true, how come it is so difficult to stop pondering about you? It's true, that you don't care, I can see it in your eyes, I can feel it in your haughty air.
I hate you - you remind me of everything I despise... Well, if that's true, how come it's so difficult to stop pondering about you? There is nothing on my mind, no ideas in my head - all my thoughts are dead... motion-less, notion-less. I wanna write, I gotta write, just keep drawing a blank... Dead end - that's the end.
Written by Jlynn
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