Junky kind green eyes
Though, I think it's nice
Thy solely heedless fly
Thus, fell from the sky
Ovis instead of homo
Beast into the woods
Not tied up to let you
On the loose for good
The goat in the forest
Lost gays are distress
Some thoughts of why
It's such a waste to try
Ne'er goes onto rush
Yet no card nor cash
Got a pointless dash
Trading for my trash
Solitude in thy trance
I've felt it like at once
Idiom faking off guys
Must carry out twice
Hazy lazy, it attracts
Seen my bad in lucks
A sheep comes back
The white went black
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Unsolicited Energy
PoetryThis is what depressed and anxious people really feel that not everyone could actually understand. The difference of being okay to be not okay over a person who never really okay being not okay.
