Am I not allowed
to have a bad day?
Am I not allowed
to be upset?
Am I not allowed
to feel depressed?
Am I not allowed
to be angry?
Am I not allowed
to have trust?
I am not in danger every time
I have a bad day.
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Poems of a Neurotic Insomniac
PoetryLet's see how this goes. It's time for this sleep-deprived, emotionally-unstable creature to write some shit down.
