TV Tantrum

Click-clack, the LCDs

Quiet, the fears in me

I'm the sane one 

This is my celebration

 

In here, I am a God

I'll take, all you have got

Without reason

No room for conversation

 

Now I lay you down to sleep

Hush my rage you are not me

Quite surprised that I'm upset

At something I'll just forget

What was it?

 

Rain drops, and furry things

Numbers, that fill my veins

Temporary

It's ordinary

 

I'm alright

I'm alright

 

Now I lay you down to sleep

Hush my rage you are not me

Quite surprised that I'm upset

At something I'll just forget

What was it?
What was it?
What was it?
It's me
This poem is about: 
Me
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