I Feel All
The tag behind my shirt,
Feeling like your covered in
Dirt.
Except,
There's nothing there.
You just feel unclean,
But there's no trace seen.
Cars beeping,
The tv is on,
Someone is playing a song
There is too much
going on.
I need to stay sane
My sensory is overwhelmed once again.
Its making me want to yell.
Stillness is needed,
Otherwise I'll get heated.
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