Slowdough mnemosyne

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What happened down the road? I cant remember
In my mind, i found myself sleeping alone; under the weather.
Contemplating how slow of a writer i can be.
When no casted broken bones can explain why,
everything appears to be
so out of my reach.
The world that i created;
i pictured so differently.
Everybody watching your every single move.
Word taken for granted, wrongly labeled,
please excuse my grammar.
Go ahead and redefine your perception of crazy.
Ill be laughing at it in the
background getting back at you poetically.
Whats make me laugh is far from different from what amuses;
It's limitless, unexplainable, and its nonsense.
It's sarcasm trying to make it's way through drunken sentence.
But i get it,(get it?) that you don't. (won't)
That's why it may seem crazy to you
To you.
To you...
To you... (What i am saying?)
To you... (Am i insane?)
I can't sleep I've been hopelessly deprive of my freedom for today;
infront of my eyes everythings blown away.
Crooked thought from a quiet mind; To
understand what was brought to life.
Quote in quote, they never thought you'd be a contraban.
Think your Government will save you?
I wonder why you even believe these fools,
when these fools words are false wavers,
The pile getting higher,
Television getting stranger,
When knowledge becomes fallacy,
Would you even believe education?

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