Frustrated
It burns and pains
the fog thicker than butter
mind jumping thought to thought
the rooms spinning round and round
I just wanna scream
and beat against the walls
till my fists turn red
I can't take it anymore
can't one more minute of this insanity
Copyright © Sydney Wayne | Year Posted 2016
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