Rated: E · Poetry · Comedy · #2203570

I want to feel alright,

As soon as I get out of bed,
I place a bucket on my head,
Everything goes black as night,
It seems I can't do anything right

It's a shame that I can't see,
In the dark when I have to pee,
These strange thoughts leave me contrite,
It seems I can't do anything right.

There's a place where I can go,
Where it is no one can know,
I go when I want to feel alright,
Whenever I can't do anything right.




 
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