Where is my sanity?
It aint there for me.
Beyond what I'm supposed to be.
Tears surround me.
Where is my haven?
Who can I harvest my problems to?
Is it you
No can't be you
You barely have answers for you own questions too--clueless beyond a clue.
Where is my sanity?
My words are here for me
My words are me
The tears are purity.
I am my own haven.
And I haverst my problems within.
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