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Ready. Mhm.
I don’t want your diagnosis. I don’t want your poison pills. All I want is that you listen here, my pain, now if you will.
I am not your rat or pigeon to test your theories and your meds. I just need an ear for listening and the places to rest my head.
I can see your world is toxic, a little gay of us and them. I can see an ounce of spirit in your book, the DS sound.
I am not a schizophrenic, borderline, or OCD. Not bipolar or artistic. I’m just trying to be me.
Don’t you think that I lack power? I am strong and I am bold.
What’s the lie that has no trials? Drop your [Music] Mas and show your soul.
So drop your books and drop your theories. Drop your pill and training to drop your legs of diagnosis.
Just be human. Just be you. Just be human. Human, just be you.