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Jun 2015
I felt like
Writing something that
Made no sense at
All
Yeah just words that bubble in my
Brain
No I’m fine
Close the door
Whoops
Piano and a ding
Pretty lady wanting to have a fling
No no no
Please leave me alone
I have no words
That you’ll like
I may say things
But they are lies
So I won’t let you enjoy them
I’ll whisper them to my soul
And comprise
All the things I did
I am not great
Nor beautiful
But you are
You all are
You are wonderful children walking
Talking
And smiling
I once drove and passed out
On the side of the road
Because
I hadn’t slept in days
I almost left school
But instead was sent to a hospital
For cuts
And blood
My neighbor found me
He was a young boy
Asking if I had boo boos
The cold floor and nothing in our pockets
They took everything in that hospital
They took our sanity
And our love for what makes us
Us
We got let out
And went our separate ways
But they all died
Within that year
So now
When I hear talk of mental illness
Or someone
Pretending
To have one
Thinking it’s cool
Or whatever
The ****
They
Do
I think of my friends
In the pond
Frozen dead
Or in their bed
With needles injected into their skin
Sure
It’s all in my head
But I live there
My head is my home
And your head is your home
I don’t know
Junk garbage and drive away
I felt like writing something
That doesn’t make sense
And I did
Because I don’t understand
What is happening
But I hope to help
And make you smile
So you can at least have some joy
Some joy
Which was robbed
From
Me
I’m sorry
Clinger Peace
Written by
Clinger Peace
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   Haley Lorish
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