Seeking attention

Workshop

Dark clouds for a memory,

It serves me no purpose.

A broken cognition,

A dysfunctional circus.

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My heart is on fire,

I might be burnt out.

Can't see my own future

Or the footsteps I count.

/

If you flip through my pages,

You might as well think,

Some day I just woke up

And started to sink.

/

But I've hidden the chapters,

Ones filled with depression.

About how me and my life,

Have grown a repulsion.

/

So let me tell you the tale,

Of my weird obsession.

About how my brain,

Keeps seeking attention.

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I apologise for the formatting, posting this from a phone.

Posted Jul 9, 2022, 4:53 PM UTC · edited

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