Confession
I love the taste but just can’t eat
Don’t wanna tidy but like things neat
Enjoy a walk but have no desire
Thrive on the work but easily tire
I want to see but can’t discern
I’m pleased to be, but sad to learn
A million others feel the same
Burning flicker of the flame
It distorts and disrupts my nightly dreams
With little hope to what it means.
Here it is, my big confession,
I’m scared I might have a lil depression
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