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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