I know, right now I'm being primitive,
But I'm too tired of acting smart.
What I create is barely beautiful,
But who's to tell what's really Art?
My anguish grows but I keep hearing
That easing it is not that hard.
And everyone repeats, repeats themselves.
It's sickening right from the start.
Should I bow down? Should I be standing tall?
I should take heed and do my part,
I should stay calm, I should be many things,
I should have faith and cross my heart.
I don't wanna live it,
I wanna just live through it,
And hopefully not die.
But I keep glitching out of the reality.
I m glitching out
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