brain that was very cool of you to write something like that it. any ways i am just popping in to ask any body know how i feel when i say this poem My mine
I scream
Because of my personal hell
I scream
For help
But no one will let me out
I run
In a circle because there is
No place to hide
No corners
No hallways
Just a big place of darkness
I hear something
It is a drum
No wait it a heart
It is mine
I hear it beats like drums from hell in my ears
Now I scream
Everyone is around me
Laughing and talking
No one notice the fight
That is in my head
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