Take a Pill
I suppose there's a pill
to fix all this
the clash of sentiments
the war in my head
if I didn't speak
waves wouldn't spread
if I didn't think
through life I could tread
though I suppose too
he'd then like me less
for he appreciates me
despite all my mess
Copyright © Maureen Mcgreavy | Year Posted 2017
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