On the noisy streets of a hurried world,
Labels are thrown, like in a card game unfurled.
A sad smile, or a tear, are signs of danger near,
“You're anxious!”, “You're depressed!”, sharp voices we hear.
With ease, society doles out diagnoses,
ADHD, bipolarity, phobias that impose.
But sometimes, a bad day is not a clinical scene,
It’s just a moment, a...
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