one song before i go.

i don't want to work and i don't want to sleep, i want to drive and sing and dance and feel the way i used to feel, god once upon a time i felt, i could feel with every cell in my body, i could feel at home, i could feel terrible, i don't even feel cold. i'm just in need of an infatuation or a heartache or something to obsess over. i want to feel you, but even when i want you badly i can get over it. i can walk away. i can see her in your room, on your bed, and i can be okay. i go about my business, i play it cool cause i don't feel you the way i could. i would love to want you in my bed, or to be the girl in yours. why don't i want that? this is who i always am, i think about holding hands and shoving you against your door cause we never sleep, and i want to touch you everywhere. but that's only sometimes.

nights like tonight, i just don't want anything and i don't want to punch that girl. i don't wish for anything. i don't want to yell at you or walk by your room too many times in case your door happens to be open.

and you know there's no one else, either. i'm feeling nothing for everyone and i can't stand it. i am bored, and not alive unless feeling. i want to shake and feel my nerves getting dangerous.

i always had passion. always.

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