Here I go again. I've got a bug under me and I can't stop hopping and stomping. Something is wrong and I can't seem to step on it. Where the heck is that bug? I know it's under me, but I'm still moving sideways, a step here, a step there, grind, hop and stomp once more.
People are moving around, shifting. I feel unmoved though. Left out. Watching. Apart and apathetic to the chaotic rush to move out. Me, I'm just here. I can't decide if I'm to move with them and let them carry me in their rush or I'm to stand my ground and just wave them goodbye by the end of the day. I'm not only torn, I'm not even trying to come up with any decision.
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