The shadow of your mediocrity is falling over me,
I know not where I must flee,
The painful years of confusion,these are
give me my freedom,return me my obscurity.
Square peg in a round hole I will always be,
Refuse to chisel myself to roundness for you,
for this is MY sharp edge,this is MY insanity,
and this is really what makes me me.
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Ideas , fantasies and all the accompanying self-doubt
