Face up to this
The blank-eyed yawning
That stares at me
From every angle
I know how this will seem
I can sleep anywhere,
Love anyone
Be anything
I can become
A monster if I haven't already.
Something in these red pills
Holds my eyes from turning in
I can't touch the holes
Oh no, they will not let me.
Honesty for everyone
But lie myself, to me
Call foul when I
Can't see but feel
What's been coming
Hold it in, and
Bottle it down
Tomorrow I will heal
If tomorrow I
Wake up and I'm not me

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yes.
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