Thinking?
Singing?
Confused?
Scared?
Sad?
When does the world make sense?
And when does it stop spinning around and around me?
I feel the world wrapping itself around me
My arms and legs tingling with its pressure
But am I ready to become "one with the world"?
Or do I just want to go home and sleep?
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