I don't know how many
Times I have to say it
To remind you
To stop making a mountain
Out of a molehill
When we don't even have one of those.Exasperation courses furiously
Through my veins, but I deflect it
With a large dosage of faux calmness.
Pain, sorrow and anger-
I house them all.
You're not the only one
Who needs medication.
YOU ARE READING
From the bottom of my heart
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