Writing what I see
how I feel
what I know
Learning what I watch
How I cry
When I grow
Seeing what I write
Feeling how!
I know what!?
Wondering if I'll ever make more sense
then morning times
when sense is drowned
In stuffed up heads
And colds galore!
When I can't remember what last night was for!
When hair is dyed
Funeral tomorrow at 8am!
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