Updated: 3/11/2021

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  • I often find myself lost in my thoughtsWhile listening to my monsters bang on pitchers and potsPots are clanging that is what I hearIt rings from my nose to my eyes to my ears
  • I have trouble sleeping, I toss and I turnI’m asking for help, please show some concernSome children think monsters live under their bedFor people like me, they live all in my head
  • With all my medication, my monsters disappearAnd I tend to feel alone within my atmosphere I’m very depressed, with no motivationI feel like I’m cursed, no choice but damnation