There's little voices around me.
They keep telling me things that don't make any sense.
I can't understand what they want from me.
"What do you want, what do you want?" I ask.
Every second, im feeling more tense.
I ponder their words as i sit here, at my desk.
My mind isn't free.
I can't think of anything else.
I can't think of anything.
I can't think.
I can't.
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