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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sometimes the thoughts I’m processing Have me stressing Like why do I do this There’s no point in this writing I should just stick to fighting And go back to acting so clueless I should just take a breath And start beating my chest Until it turns black and then bluish There no reason or rhyme I’m losing my mind I don’t think that I can get through this I’m tossing and turning Getting sick in my sleep The skeletons in my closet Are starting to creep The secrets I keep are way too deep Out of the back of my mind the inkwells deep I screaming in silence But there’s no one to hear I’m drowning in sorrow And I’m lost in my fear Who the hell are these people And how the hell are they here I’m so confused I’m not even aware of the year They tell me I’m ok What the hell do they know They don’t understand They can’t know what I know They don’t relate to the feelings I show I just want to let loose And freaking explode I’m gonna Raise the roof And kickstart a riot in a library yelling When all the signs are saying quiet Try it The voices keep telling me Inside of my head It must be subliminal Because you can’t hear what they said They tell me that I’m better off dead And if I stay alive I should paint the town red I’m the big bad wolf And I’m coming to town Forget huffing and puffing, I’m burning it down How the hell do I say no How the hell should I cope I’m not ticklish I’m not laughing This is clearly no joke These meds that I’m taking Maybe I should take more Find me Overdose foaming Collapsed on the floor I’m my own worst enemy In my mind there’s a war And I’m just not listening Or fighting myself anymore..
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