Mental Health
Moth wings aren’t as bright
Even when against sunlight
No one fears the butterfly
Tears smear the maddest cry
A man is scorned for life
Let him morn let him try
Holding on to tender insides
Energy driven by his pride
Amethyst pain from his brain
Licorice lies drive him insane
Talk to him about mental health
How to listen how to help
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2025
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