Removed He cannot sing Howl like a Wolf in the night when the#moonis full and write then engulfed by the noonist fall People like us worry too much About when the problems finish Didn't do those Excel sheets Or make contact with anybody in the world Made no progress and went to no College Masturbation is no longer an option My feelings are like Cosmic and timeless because I don't understand it even though I had three days to work it out I only didn't because I fellover Now none of us are awake Even though they think I am I am being withered away From my own work, Alienated Then surrogated for to be something Productive Be someone who is important Even though in my own mind That idea is undermined time and time Defined through that which is written In the great books of my making Not breaking, already switched off Automation, completed separation despite Aggregation I feel asleep inside And my brain don't remember shit Because I didn't write any of it