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sometimes its soo quite i can hear my ears ringing.
the sound of blood rushing though my eardrums
or past
i never payed attention in that class
the tiny bones made me feel uncomfortable
like
touching
fur.

sometime i look at you and i dont recognize you
your still the same but things have changed
like looking in a mirror and realizing what people see
i dont really look like that do i
you have changed
havent you

i still like that you make me giggle
and you make me think
and you push me to act.

my engine is on autopilot
i cant remmeber whos driving anymore
last reststop was years ago
no destination

listen

its closer that you think.