I'm clueless; obivious to everything.
I don't know how I get through my day.
Being here all alone, I feel pointless and want to die.
I can't seem to throw it all away.

I wish I could be like you.
To have no feelings or remorse.
But I guess that's the difference between us,
We're not on the same course.

I have my friends, academics, and anthletics.
You have your sports, outdoors, and other fetishes.
Maybe we were too different to think about being together,
Or, maybe it's because we're exactly like one another.

-KLH-
 
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