The room is full of voices
They rise and fall with ease
Every word has somewhere to land
Every thought flows naturally
A pause hangs in the silence
Too long, too hard to fake
By the time a sentence forms
The moment slips away
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Something doesn’t line up right
Like standing half a step behind
The rest of humankind
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How does everyone move so freely
Through a world that makes no sense?
Why does every simple feeling
Turn complicated, dense?
Understanding drifts like smoke
Just out of reach again
A mind that won’t stay steady
A war beneath the skin
It shouldn’t be this difficult
To exist in ordinary light
But everything feels heavier
Than it seems for everyone else
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Focus fractures into nothing
Thoughts scatter and divide
Concentration slips away
Nowhere left to hide
Even joy feels distant
Like watching from afar
Knowing what it’s called
But not knowing what it is
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Everyone else seems fluent
In a language never learned
Smiling at the right time
While something inside burns
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How does everyone move so easily
Without questioning the ground?
Why does every conversation
Feel like nearly drowning?
Emotions hit too sharply
Or disappear too fast
Nothing ever settles
Nothing ever lasts
It shouldn’t be this difficult
To get through a single day
But everything is louder
In a mind that won’t obey
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No breakdown.
No visible scars.
Just a constant ache
Where understanding should be.
No explanation.
No clear cause.
Just living
Out of place.
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How does everyone keep going
Without feeling this lost?
How does breathing come so naturally
Without counting the cost?
There’s no dramatic ending
No clarity in sight
Just another quiet morning
And another heavy night
It shouldn’t be this difficult
But it is.
It just is.
