Out of Control
My life is swirling down the drain...
I feel like I may go insane!
First one problem...then another...
I feel like I may even smother.
Between the weight of stress each day...
I wonder what the doc might say?
Take one of these pills, for it may help...If not...
there is always something else.
I can't see sunlight through the fog...
I've cried so much...I'm water logged!
Will these problems ever end...
so I might have a chance to mend.
P.R. Deremer
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