SOMETHING NOT QUITE RIGHT (IN THE AIR)
There is something not quite right. Something in the air, bodilessly lingering, but still there. Though unfathomable it is, I can feel it. I'm not the only one. I guess somehow everybody can touch it at some point in their life. That's the point when you could not say for your own sake whether you are fine or not, the point when you look for anything, anything, that you could use as an anchor to bind yourself to Earth, the point you know you've reached once you leave it.
There is something not quite right. I guess it is in the air, but chances are slim. Maybe they are experimenting on us, maybe they are watching us, maybe it's them, them, them. They're here, right here in the air, whispering behind the long curtains of shadows night spreads every night on your soul. But chances are slim. Is it just me?
There is something not quite right. But I have to be the one to be blamed for it. This is my fault, and even the long white lines running around my body will not be enough to atone for this unforgivable sin. Is there a chance to be saved?
There is something not quite right.
Let's raise awareness about this "okay" (translation: "not quite right") feeling the young too often experience. Let's talk.
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