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Panic

I put it all together
But the pieces dont fit
I scrape the bottom
But I can't get to it
Finger nails pulling loose
Digging, staring through the tears
Not blinking, whimpering
Please anything but the fears
I lay still, I stop
Fuck, what have I got
An empire of shit
I stay still
I won't move
I can't bear it
I'm so frantic
Catatonic
Breathing in shallow breaths, gasps
It's catastrophic
I hear the bullshit
The TV still drones
I can see their wretched faces
Hiding in their homes
I can understand
But I don't want to see
I'm slipping away
It's destroying me
I'm nothing like you
I don't get the purpose
Of living, fucking, dying
It just doesn't make any sense
Over and over and over
Wash, rinse, repeat
Too broken to fix
Wake up, eat, sleep
The endless turning
Of the gears on this machine
I don't see the reasons
And your life is obsolete
Politicians talk in circles
Salesmen push and sell
And all I'm seeing
Is another circle of hell

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