it's bustles and white sounds and orchestras of screams it's sentences without periods and angry machines
it's nothing romantic it's like a busy road while you're stuck in traffic trying to reach home
but home is a construction you never wanted to lease now the sounds are louder as you're crying for peace
a never ending cycle of static on your radio you get it unplugged but it still leaves an echo
so you run to a person to someone you believe you tell them about your day, about those angry machines
but they turn on the television, give a frown and you stop while your heart breaks in front of them and all they say was "grow up."
you listen to the static, and the tv and his voice and you listen to the screams and the sounds without choice so I tell you this now and I tell you with poise run away from anxiety cause hell, it's a whole lot of noise.
But if its all in your head how can you run away from it?!!!?? *help and theraphy wanted*