Not really so much like flying, it's a little more like hovering.
Not really so much like hovering, it's actually a little more like just being able to jump real high.
Not really so much like falling as much as it is like leaving and never coming back.
Not really so much like sleeping, it's really alot more like playing dead.
Not really so much like playing dead, it's actually alot more like closing my eyes.
Not so much about closing my eyes as much as it is not needing them open.
But really it's not really so much like needing them open, it's actually a whole lot more like being able to see everything long before it happens.
It's almost like sick of it all, but really it's not having enough.
But also it's like chasing a dream, when in reality finding a dream is the dream.
It's sort of like wanting to die, but really its more like tired of living.
But not really so much like wanting to die, it's really just that I want to die a whole lot less than I used to... but I want to live alot more than than I want to die.

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