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sitting in my room
just wasting time
i've spent my whole life asking
questions
and when the answers come
they hurt or wound
i don't know what it takes to bind it
i don't know what it takes to find it
is there such a thing as piece of mind?
on the telephone
i hear your voice
and i wonder what's behind it
and in your eyes
the blankest beauty
i wonder what there is inside it
i don't know what it takes
to find you
i'll give pieces of my mind
i'm always mixed up every time
pathetic ramblings, this i know
welcome to this bitter show
this poetry is not romantic
and anger is not a tonic
painting on a smile
so you'll never know
just how deeply your words
hurt me
and boys don't cry
this i know
i've been socialized to
hide it
sitting in my room   just wasting time   i've spent my whole life asking   questions   and when the answers come   they hurt or wound   i don't know what it takes to bind it   i don't know what it takes to find it   is there such a thing as piece of mind?   on the telephone   i hear your voice   and i wonder what's behind it   and in your eyes   the blankest beauty   i wonder what there is inside it   i don't know what it takes   to find you   i'll give pieces of my mind   i'm always mixed up every time   pathetic ramblings, this i know   welcome to this bitter show   this poetry is not romantic   and anger is not a tonic   painting on a smile   so you'll never know   just how deeply your words   hurt me   and boys don't cry   this i know   i've been socialized to   hide it