People try to sum up their life,
With songs, words or pictures,
But if your mind is partly complex,
I guess it would be a mixture,
Not one line can describe me,
No word is perfectly right,
Any images can't draw my mind,
Every single thing is so slight,
No person can relate to me,
No friends I have are true,
I'm a project stretched too far,
And it makes up what I do.
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