AP Psychology
Are thou happy now that my circa rhythm is messed up?
And that my frontal lobe hurts from all the stress?
Perhaps thou is happier knowing that my dopamine and serotonin levels are down?
Or that my humanistic perspective prevents me from not helping others?
I HATE, I HATE, I HATE THEE!
WHAT HAS THOU DONE TO ME?
Surrender your James, Watson and Freud
And mercilessly die from misery.
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