Sometimes I’m so calm.
It’s not as though I listen anyway,
Welcome to my daydream,
What shall we dream about today?
Well, how about the loneliness?
The time I’m wasting wasting time alone?
Instead of being a giver,
I’m a watcher,
I’m a thinker,
But why can’t I be all three?
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