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Therapy
written by untidy_posession07:55 PM 4/13/05I dragged myself to therapy this morning,
I walked across packed roads, huddled cars,
Taking the alcohol stained back lane,
Climbed over the metal bars.
I stared at the ceiling until my turn,
Huddled up in my familar chair,
Escaping all my problems,
And forgetting that they're there,
Because there's things I don't tell them,
They talk for hours upon end,
I'm not listening at all,
It's my time to comprehend,
All the thoughts that are locked away,
Inside my mind which I don't speak about,
So I go to therapy and ignore.
Day in, And day out. |
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About therapy, obviously. Not v.good, soz, just felt like writing, Comments are always very welcome.
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