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Going Mad

It's bothering me That ticking on the wall Can't you hear it The more you focus The louder it gets Please, make it stop So many other things To be thinking about That are all in the background Because of this clock The gears moving Making me tick I can't move, can't breathe Can't do anything Because that ticking on the wall Will not stop It only gets louder The more you focus on it Can't you hear it too?
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sarahsteck
Published
Nov 29, 2016
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19·80
Tags
#crazy#madness#psychotic#insane#clocks#adhd#add#unfocused#undiagnosed#misdiagnosed
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