My Scews Are Coming Loose, My Wheels Falling Off
It's a little scary
These things that are going on
Like my CD player turning
itself on,
Or the excess noise from
the people upstairs.....
I live in a trailer, so how
could this be?
The CD player went on twice
Something wrong with me?
I wasn't even in the room
when the music started up
Next time something odd happens,
I'm fleeing like a frightened pup...
Is my trailer haunted?
Or my mind has finally left?
Did someone steal my senses?
Who's responsible for the theft?
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