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White Trash
Stress, Anxiety,and Depression
My Trio of friends
Living in my psyche
Seated in my brain
Making me go insane
Over past memories and current situations
I just can't change...
With luck these problems
Will all work out
But in the interim I want to cry;
I want to shout
Domino's lined up all in a row
Waiting for them to fall;
For them all to go
Crashing to the ground
Clattering rhythmically
While I lose all my sound
My voice now gone
Never was mine all along
Too late to cry
Too late to scream
It'll all play out like a nightmarish dream
Featuring me, damned and judged for eternity
Questioning what happiness means
Ever elusive...
Too good for white trash like me
© JoyWhitsonBell