Emotional Suppression

Sometimes I think I know myself.  
They sent a million questions  
knowing full well they will never sell.  
A million questions never sell.  
They know they can’t control themselves.  
They sit on shelves,  
just waiting for their patient  
patiently to leave his hell.  
But as far as I can tell  
I could really use some patience  
with these questions to dispel.  

When these feelings hit the ceiling,  
anti-emotional achievement.  
It’s emotional suppression,  
but I fail to ask the question:  
Is it me or inner demons?  
Temporarily relieving.  
Any doubts you’ll ever have  
will slip like butter from your grasp.  
The rest will run across this path  
then slip away into the past.  

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