It's all way too loud,
Settle down, I can't take it.
I'm so crowded here.
I can't even think.
Why won't you stop it, I'm on
The brink of crazy.
My mind's locking up,
The one thing I can't take,
All of you, shut up!!!
YOU ARE READING
Piece Me Together; It Won't Make A Picture
PoetryThoughts, feelings, beliefs, opinions. Of each of these, we all have millions, Maybe billions, Not even, we have trillions. Articulate them with words and sounds, Figurative language, Some of us so much so that we're drowned By this small affiliatio...
