DEPLETED
I don’t fit. No matter what I do, or say. There is no place for me here; I just want to quit. Slow people; fast people, never none in between. To many questions, not enough answers. Starting at the top; getting lost, it never comes to an end.
It’s disturbingly confusion with no resolutions. You fall back; drop, and hit the ground. No way out. No where to run. Can not scream; no point of shouting The noise is to loud; actually quite deafening.
Can’t slow down. Can’t speed up. One push of a button; I’ve now been DEPLETED.
It’s disturbingly confusion with no resolutions. You fall back; drop, and hit the ground. No way out. No where to run. Can not scream; no point of shouting The noise is to loud; actually quite deafening.
Can’t slow down. Can’t speed up. One push of a button; I’ve now been DEPLETED.
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