Please
What happens when you can't think,
and you're constantly in a fog?
You know the world is spinning,
but without you 'cause you're lost.
Life flys by and the reason escapes you.
What can one do when confusion abounds?
Letting go gets you no where and nothing to do.
While you try to hide that you're alone in the crowd.
What do you think when the world's untranslateable?
"Please let me out of this box."
That is all I want to say when my brain slows down,
and I don't understand what I'm saying.
Let me out, I scream, I just want to see
what everyone keeps on portraying.
What do I articulate when my memory and logic are gone?
All I can do is create this poem as a plea, to someone,
to tell me what's wrong.
"Please let me out of this box."
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