STROLL
A Reflective Stroll Through Turmoil: Wall Carpets Unveils Mental Battles
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I was taken by her style
I was captivated by her sense of fashion
She said
She uttered
You can do better my friend
Suggesting I have the potential to do better
Looking at me with eyes of green
Observing me with green-eyed gaze
Spring in her soul
She has a lively and vibrant spirit
Think I'm a make a mistake
Contemplating making a mistake
I'll never regret
I will never feel remorse
We go take a stroll for our fucking mental health
We will go for a walk to benefit our mental well-being
Because they'll never ever ask again
This opportunity may not come again
Ask if you're doing well
Ask if you are doing fine
I'm getting sick and tired of the same old
Becoming weary of the monotonous
fucking trees
Trees that evoke frustration
The stupid birds and fucking bees
Annoyed by the naive birds and bees
Why do I always hate what I see
Questioning why I dislike what I perceive
Head out the window when we're on
Leaning out the window while on the interstate
The interstate
Referencing me
Lookin at me
With an intense stare
With a vicious
Intense look in her eyes
Look in her eyes
My eyes are bloodshot; I can't recall
My eyes are red I can't
What you said
Remember what
My eyes are red; I can't
You said
Recall
Can you repeat
Can you say it again
Yourself for the
For the twelfth time today
Twelfth time today
We will go for a walk for our mental well-being
We go take a stroll for our fucking mental health
Because this chance may not come again
Because they'll never ever ask again
Ask if you are doing fine
Ask if you're doing well
I am becoming weary of the monotonous
I'm getting sick and tired of the same old
Trees that evoke frustration
fucking trees
Annoyed by the naive birds and bees
The stupid birds and fucking bees
Questioning why I dislike what I perceive
Why do I always hate what I see
Is it the world or just me
Is it the world or is it just me
Feeling disconnected from the world
The birds and the bees don't invite me like they used to
The birds and the bees no longer welcome me
So can you tell me what you're trying to get into
Asking for an explanation of your intentions
On this stroll tonight
On this walk tonight
We go take a stroll for our fucking mental health
We will go for a walk for our mental well-being
Because they'll never ever ask again
Because this chance may not come again
Ask if you're doing well
Ask if you are doing fine
I'm getting sick and tired of the same old
I am becoming weary of the monotonous
fucking trees
Trees that evoke frustration
The stupid birds and fucking bees
Annoyed by the naive birds and bees
Why do I always hate what I see
Questioning why I dislike what I perceive
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