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its like a dream
everythings serene
but my head spins
wizzing, it goes
never slows
i sit, i dont want to quit
but life drags me down
and i begin to frown
am i here, or do i even care
psychosis my therapist says
why, i try, and i try
i just want to fly
as high as i can
life is like a traffic jam
reality calls
and i stall
in fear of my surroundings
my head is just pounding
Carla age 14