It would be better to hit me over the head
with a wooden board or something hard
because, at least, that would make sense.
This constant aggravation around has left me
without any kind of satisfying circle.
It’s the sound I hear when I close my eyes
even though it’s no longer there, and leaves me
thinking I have lost my mind.
Some part drifts away, reminding me of past days
where life is foolish events and full on lies.
It would be best to find another way to express yourself
because even when I’m knocked down,
I eventually open my eyes and get back up.
Pisaries Creator 
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