The sadness is everywhere
wherever I look,
Reality in slow motion like clocks on a hook,
I can feel it again the sadness the gaze,
My mind always plays the funniest games,
Reality is twisting again up my palm
i feel it again the rock climbing up,
I'm feeling nauseous the world always spins,
Nothing makes sense when you're up an apple tree.
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Dismissed
PoetryAll the dismissed illnesses (depression , anxiety.. And so much more), animal abuse and other horrific problems in the world that not much people speak of, i'll try my best to depict every problem, illness or situation to others that just don't see...
