I 100% would've been lobotomized if I was around in the 1940s. In this short poem, I use words that I personally relate the repetitive nature of having Obsessive Compulsive Disorder feels like.
Some poems that I write mostly how I feel, I don't know why I'm publishing this I guess I just felt like it. So I hope you at least like them. Please no negative comments. If you have any questions or suggestions please pm me. Yeah so that's pretty much it. Thanks bye, also vote, comment, pm, and enjoy.