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I can' t think straight; my mind is a blur
Why can't I concentrate; what is the uproar
So many questions that I have no answers to
Why, how, what is wrong with you
Since when is everything I do wrong
This sounds like another sad love song
Perhaps you just need to breathe or
Is there something else that you need?
is there something missing in your life
Because the way your words cut, they feel like a knife.