Dizzy Poem

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Dizzy Poem

My head is spinning.

I suffer from vertigo.

My brain is wriling.

Round and round my brain goes.

It makes it hard to concentrate.

I keep zoning out.

I’m starting to live in my own little world.

Everything is giving me a headache,

Making it all worse.

It’s really starting to get to me,

Especially with all this noise.

Everything inside my head had become all jumbled.

I keep going off into a daze,

Only noticing bits and pieces of the world going on around me.

I think I’m starting to get irritable.

I want this spinning to stop.

I want this wirling to go away.

I hate this stupid vertigo.

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