Leave me alone. I don't want to talk to you.
I don't care that you know things. I don't care that you're sad.
Always tricking me, making me think all things are divine. But you named yourself so I run on your time.
Picking and packing and shipping the thoughts. It's time I tell you, you're no longer the boss.
From here on out I accept things are not fine. Time to move on from this stubborn brain of mine.
©triptucker
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