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I mostly keep it to my self Behind the corn flakes, on the shelf For me It's all about the stealth The issue of my mental health Apparently, it's always been Around my head and in between But why would I share it with you Irene Is mine, its for me... Its not your scene It's only me that struggles and suffers Hiding my head right under the covers Doubting myself and scaring off lovers It's only me, none of the others Because of that I hide it away Behind closed doors so they would say I wish the whole lot would just go away Then I could continue with my day But hang on, of course I can make it leave By wearing my feelings on my sleeve By shouting about it from the eaves All I need to do is believe I could write some poems or even a book And encourage people to take a good look I could ask them to hang it on the library hook Right out the front, Not in the nook I'll post it on Facebook and all social media Jesus, it's Depression, not schizophrenia I'll start next week. That's a good plan I'll be right in a month. I know that I can Depression, anxiety I will ban Then I shall be a bigger man I mostly keep it to my self Behind the corn flakes, on the shelf For me It's all about the stealth It's the issue of my mental health
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Oct 24, 2019
Oct 24, 2019 at 1:24 PM UTC
Stealth
I mostly keep it to my self Behind the corn flakes, on the shelf For me It's all about the stealth The issue of my mental health Apparently, it's always been Around my head and in between But why would I share it with you Irene Is mine, its for me... Its not your scene It's only me that struggles and suffers Hiding my head right under the covers Doubting myself and scaring off lovers It's only me, none of the others Because of that I hide it away Behind closed doors so they would say I wish the whole lot would just go away Then I could continue with my day But hang on, of course I can make it leave By wearing my feelings on my sleeve By shouting about it from the eaves All I need to do is believe I could write some poems or even a book And encourage people to take a good look I could ask them to hang it on the library hook Right out the front, Not in the nook I'll post it on Facebook and all social media Jesus, it's Depression, not schizophrenia I'll start next week. That's a good plan I'll be right in a month. I know that I can Depression, anxiety I will ban Then I shall be a bigger man I mostly keep it to my self Behind the corn flakes, on the shelf For me It's all about the stealth It's the issue of my mental health
#mental#health#depression#anxiety#illness#feelings#doubt#self#worth#worthless
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curlysteve
46/M/Cornwall, UK
Oct 24, 2019
Oct 24, 2019 at 1:24 PM UTC
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