Don’t call me,
to check if I’m still sane.

The truth is,
I already hopped on the next train.

There is no way,
I want to appear in your lane.

The pain,
I can feel the wounds on my heart.

The drain,
I can feel everything sinking in.

The tears that leave a stain,
my eyes are red.

Don’t call me to check if I’m sane.

I’m not.

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