The Release
Let loose is what they tell me
don't listen they say frequently
I imagine out loud at times
and inwardly it chimes
I believe I am at fault
at times I wish tis nought
I'm just over stimulated
for that I'm not medicated
I do need to find a release
so I can have some peace
I listen to their words
And figure out absurds
It will serve me well
I'll feel relieved and I can tell
Copyright © Angela Crabtree | Year Posted 2020
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