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Oct 2018
My minds like a hotel, but with no pay

Stay as long as ya like

Or even just a day




So the first day I opened up this guy  happy came to town

he wanted to crash and stay around

He stayed a while and became real known


But By the time I was 12 this guy depression walked right in

I put him a room in the back

Only to see him come attack

He liked to say stuff

And get real rough





I closed up shop

We were all asleep late one night

And depression called up his bud Useless fright,

People knew him as anxiety

And then He made a call to society

The rules, the dress codes, everything

He preached about weight and what clothes to bring




So I wake up and open up shop

to see two people waiting for the doors to unlock.

Guess who...

Anxiety and society, oh no not you too
I give them a room in the back

And my head gets filled with this crap

You’re Fat, ugly, and stupid society screams

While anxiety whispers in my ear, for-filling his schemes.




After that happy checks out

Happy says “I didn’t know they would bring such doubt”





Uh oh

Here we go

Hotels falling real fast

Because of their schemes and screams

Ding ding

There goes the door

Oh jeez not one more

Hey I’m isolation he said

I give him a room keeping him fed





They all join forces making it tough

Always making life rough





Ding ****

I open the door

Without saying anything he skids the floor

Hey dude that’s no ok

I didn’t do it he lies and starts to say
So I guess you’re lies

I look him in the eyes

No I’m truth he goes on

Wow your completely wrong

Pick a room I don’t care

Have fun remember to share

I’m so tired I sit in my chair

This hotel is in disrepair






I turn 13 years old

Nothing but the Same old same old

But then knock knock

Who are you?

Well I’m self harm how’ do you do?

Take a room in the back

Rooms we lack





I close the door only to here

Ding ding

I open up

Uh oh he looks tough

Suicidal thoughts is the name

And trust me don’t get in my way




So rest of the year life is bad

and that’s when it happens it gets real sad

Suicidal thoughts calls up his brother

Suicidal actions shows up and gets a room




So thats when the hotel shakes

she did it! They yell, this has to be fake

They all run out leaving the rooms trashed

Uh oh she’s gonna crash

Fast forward to the morning we wake up

wait what?

I thought we were dead!




They are all gone but they left their stuff

I end up in a hospital for a month

I get much better and now

Their stuff it’s still left behind

But I only let in the kind

Happy, fun, hope, and love

Everyone else just gets a shove

My minds hotel all repaired

And now I know now people really do care
Written by
Allan Dunn  16/Non-binary
(16/Non-binary)   
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