My Friend
They are bouncing off the walls,
how do you contain them?
They keep me up through the night,
how do you make them quiet?
They keep me company through out the day,
am I crazy?
They show me right from wrong,
am I the only one?
My thoughts
I tried to contain
I tried to make quiet
I thought I was crazy
I thought I was alone
My thoughts
I forgot
were what got me here today
were what showed me how to live
were my enemy but ultimately my friend
This poem is about:
Me
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