four corner room staring at me staring at them
clorfull walls bright as my brain or is be
gone under ground
waves say stay mad or sad
other waves say get happy and glad
war battle voices rattle in my brain
is there going to be a better day every day
every night thoughts run away tell them to stay
no I'm not insane just born with a chemical unbalance in my brain
long face sad face mad face beutifull heart
just wants a new start
oxygen my friend is why chemicals dry and the brain starts to die.
©petrafff
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