Follow my head, follow my heart, I’m not sure which is right. Maybe they’re both wrong, both deranged, both telling me the wrong way to go. My head and my heart, two lunatic mental patients, bickering a bunch of nothing. Or… maybe they’re both right in their own way. I really don’t know, and the more I think about it, the less I seem to know.
While I think about it, I do nothing, or next to nothing. Perhaps I think too much.4 comments
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