In My Head

I'm sitting in class, but really I'm in my own head....

I'm listining, but not really hearing, I"m as good as dead....

And I'm still sitting, but I"m really walking, and I'm hearing voices but nobody's talking, I know something's wrong but I"m lost, lost, too far in my own head....

And now I'm tripping, I'm slipping, I'm falling

Into the dark that is my own head......

The End

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