I Know

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by everoseee

by everoseee

The following piece contains mature language.

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I know I'm not supposed to be this way,

Nor did I ever ask to be written wrong,

As some science experiment.

My brain is messed up,

I am not normal.

Normal means common.

I'm not common either.

As if I am some chemistry student trying to follow a lab.

I never knew I would spend my days wasting away,

Not giving a shit,

And my nights wondering why I'm still here,

Still living.

After all, my brain is unbalanced.

Who wants to live with an unbalanced brain?

Psychopaths.

Maybe I want to live with an unbalanced brain.

Maybe I'm a psychopath.

A psycho who doesn't know it yet,

Unless this is my knowing.

Unless this is my knowing.