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I can read, I can write
I can breathe, proven fact
Bless my greed, crease unfold
Is it me, or my ego
Write some words, make them rhyme
Pieces for, story line
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my attitude

If you want, to belong
And you miss, the extremes
The extremes, acted out
Practicing
Perfecting
Pressuring
Unto to me

I will wade, in the fire
To explain, your asylum
Idle times, analyzing
We'll compare, all our sightings, come on

I speak, to hear, my voice
I can read, I can write   I can breathe, proven fact   Bless my greed, crease unfold   Is it me, or my ego   Write some words, make them rhyme   Pieces for, story line   Set the mood, something new   Is it me, or my attitude      If you want, to belong   And you miss, the extremes   The extremes, acted out   Practicing   Perfecting   Pressuring   Unto to me      I will wade, in the fire   To explain, your asylum   Idle times, analyzing   We'll compare, all our sightings, come on      I speak, to hear, my voice