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The neverending clouds I capture so often,
They look alike to us, yet we feel so different,
You spot the whites, for me the dark ones loom,
Adds to my angst about the impending doom.
My stomach's always full, I feed it my worries,
My throat feels chocked, it's where my anxiety buries.
I was just here.. and suddenly I'm in hell,
These deep dark thoughts don't know how to ring the bell,
My guests uninvited.. do as they please,
I hide in the corner, waiting for them to cease,
Someone who cares, asks me to 'Calm down',
Honestly, I feel they are acting like a clown,
I've never quite understood how Clowns are funny,
As creepy as they come, instead buy yourself a bunny,
Your child may not laugh, and I may never get better,
I'm Entirely Bonkers as says the mad mad hatter.
-----------------------🥀🫖🎩 ©️ SampoornaMahanti
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