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Uncaged

I hear comedic screaming

from the TV downstairs

and my mother giggling

and my dad's commentary

but I'm not in the mood to laugh

with my family

it's too bad they don't read my poetry

cause if they did

they'd see

that I'm taking a tumble downhill

for no reason at all

except for the fact

that I have depression

and anxiety

and they usually do a good job

of hiding themselves

but today

they've escaped their cages

and I can't catch them

and put them back

where they belong

so yes

I'll go downstairs

and say goodnight

with a small smile

and hope that my parents

don't notice

them trailing right behind me.