It's like a box is on your head
Except it's cardboard
and it is your head
It's like a brick is on your brain
Except it's your conscious
And lives in your head
It's like a fog is in your eyes
Except it's behind your eyes
And it is in your head
It's like you never make sense
And when you try to explain
That your coursework won't be good
And your homework won't be in on time
And when you try to explain
Why you sit for hours straight
Becoming constantly preoccupied
With the idea of fish
And the notion of sunshine
They just stare at you
Like they understand
With their well paid job
And successful life
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