Random Cognition p4
Dont question me about how I feel, I'd only deny what's real, afraid that you would judge me, for my doubts and insecurities, and how could I be so sure of how I really feel?, if im so indecisive, unable to be precise, my minds so cluttered can't tell the difference between wrong and right, but I do feel the uncertainty, that feeling of anxious emergency, anxiety I guess is what I should call it, whatever it is it causes me problems, if only I could find the true solution, if only I could stop the confusion, am I coming or going?, am I staying or running?, if only I knew.... the truth

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