Moves at an unthinkable rate
Am I sane or not
In my current state
Overthinking every detail
I'm waiting for the train
In my brain to derail
Don't think, don't think
Is what I've been told
But my dreams are silver,
And my thoughts are gold
I can't stop the process
That kills me inside
Perhaps I've lost it,
From that fact I can't hide
I don't know what happened
I don't know what's wrong
But I know enough
To know I'm far gone.
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