Angry I'm angry I'm angry because I don't understand I have no trail, target or plan So I bury my head in the preverbal sand I'm not as sharp as I would like to seem I'm confused and dazed Like I'm lost in a dream I snap, scratch, bite and pull At things that mean nothing at all. Please take this mask away from me And enlighten the person I want to be
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