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Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I went too far and I actually did it

Tired of pretending that I'm fine with how it's been

What if I let go 'cause I'm just hanging by a thread

Maybe I should stop before I go that route again

Or maybe I should stop suppressing what I'm thinking in my head

And sometimes routine changes, but it never goes away

A ritual's replaced, but I still never get a say

I try to change myself, but I can rarely keep my plans

Before I'm forced to stop myself and turn around to wash my hands

I know I look informal

I stand out un-ignorable

What must I do to be normal

'Cause this right now is horrible

W-W-W-W-Walking through the shopping plaza wearing shades but not because it's sunny

I'm just thinking, what if I get looks because my eyes are red and puffy

Crossing all my fingers and my toes too in the hopes of getting lucky

But nothing I do changes that I'm shopping in a plaza with no money

Day after day after day is the same and I'm over it

I'm not meeting any expectations even as they keep on lowering

Scared of confrontation 'bout this space I'm in where nothing really matters

Say I'm at my breaking point but possibly I've already been shattered

Million pieces shattering, broken glass splattering

Step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed, step on all the

Million pieces shattering, broken glass splattering

Step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed, step on all the

How, is the question

Why, I won't answer

When, well actually before tomorrow's dawn

No time to question if it's wrong

Million pieces shattering, broken glass splattering

Step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed, step on all the

Million pieces shattering, broken glass splattering

Step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed, step on all the

Million pieces shattering, broken glass splattering

Step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed, step on all the

Million pieces shattering, broken glass splattering

Step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed

Step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed

(Step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed, step on it and bleed)

(Micah Callari, Micah Callari, Micah Callari, Micah Callari)

Made up my mind for real this time

Now there's nothing that can break my stride

I'm numb to the pain, I'm blind to your angsty attitude

You strange fellow in the mirror

You stare back coldly

You look back to the old me

The me that talks less boldly

I wish someone had told me that

Hey

I guess it's okay, okay, okay, okay

Whatever you say, you say, you say, you say

At the end of the day, the day, the day, the day

I guess it's okay, okay, okay, okay, okay

Hey

I guess it's okay, okay, okay, okay

Whatever you say, you say, you say, you say

At the end of the day, the day, the day, the day

I guess it's okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay

Maybe they're wrong and money can buy happiness

A little bit of cash to fill up all that emptiness

'Cause currently I look all around me and get envious

The smiles in their stories give me feelings so insidious

They're toxic, how they tell me I'm so weird when they're just NPCs

They see me opening my sauce and laugh 'cause they can't let me be

They talk all critical, they love to get political

They're clearly neurotypical, that makes us antithetical

Hey

I guess it's okay, okay, okay, okay

Whatever you say, you say, you say, you say

At the end of the day, the day, the day, the day

I guess it's okay, okay, okay, okay, okay

Hey

I guess it's okay, okay, okay, okay

Whatever you say, you say, you say, you say

At the end of the day, the day, the day, the day

I guess it's okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay

I think I'm safe now

I can't explain how

But something changed and now

I'm planning out my life beyond eighteen

I'm still not happy

I'm still not great

But everything is fine 'cause at long last

I see the light at the end of the tunnel

It blinds me so I start to stumble

A great big rainbow, make it double

I'm ready to bury up the shovel

I don't need burying anymore

My mom and dad embrace me

No more voices that say they hate me

The mirror's reaching out to take me

But I resist, I'm crying, please don't wake me

I don't wanna go back

To the pain that greets me in the sunlight

There's only one light I can stand now

And it's the nightlight by my table, please don't wake me

I'm finally free of OCD

Of handwashing and running away from bees

My headspace is nothing but peace

And you really want to take that away from me, please don't wa-

Nothing and everything together at the same time

An endless void of hopelessness

As the mind and the brain have given up

Comprehending anything

Objects become colors

Colors become feelings

And feelings become a foreign sensation to you

Your feeling of self is taken away from you

And you become a passive observer

Autopilot doesn't feel like the correct term

Because you're not really doing anything

Other than just

Existing

It's not sad

It's not frustrating

It's not like anything in the moment when it's happened (shut up)

But when it's over (shut up, shut up)

How can you continue on (shut up, shut up)

Do you just pretend it never happened