Hiding in the sanctuary of my room
I'm sulking...again...
Don't know why I'm feeling this way...again..
Is it me? Feeling absolutely green...
There's a sense that dynamics has changed
How so? I don't know...
Just that niggling feeling
Gnawing away at your heartstrings
Damn this thing called gut feel...
Or is it called over-sensitivity?
Or is it called over-imagination?
Or is it simply called paranoia?
I'm moping...seriously moping..
About something I don't even know exists or not..
Tsk tsk tsk...
And I don't know what to do about it...
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