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This is a little something I wrote last night I think and I have no real idea what I want with these words, maybe you can give me some hints or critics about it.

I wanna know what I'm supposed to be
I wanna know what you think of me
I'm not dumb, no I'm not stupid
I see through whatever you do

You ask me question, that there are no answers to
You tell me stories, both you me know are not true
You flip flop, like I'm not worthy of anything
What ya want, what ya want from me?

Release me now, I'm hungry
Release me now, I'm tired
I'm bound for home, wherever that is
Don't stop me now, I'm soulless
sometimes I see us in a cymbal splash or in the sound of a car crash