Feet are cold
Brain is numb
Convinced I’m worse
Than everyone
I think I need to go for a walk.
Overwhelmed
By everything
Mental health
Held by a string
Mom said if I want we can talk.
I need fresh air
This room is stale
The chips are stale
This rhyme is stale
Dog has a tail
I’m going mad
Turn on the news
The world is bad
I’ve simply had
Enough.
Enough of all this nonsense talk
I think I’ll just go for a walk.
Air is hot
Wear my mask
Wash with soap
Complete the task
Hands always dry
They feel like chalk
This poem is done
Bird goes squawk.
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