Beautiful Dandy
I Can't seem to sleep
All I want to do is sweep
I feel as if I have no control
I’m lost in a world full of cold
No one really understands and those who do can’t help
Therapists drive me crazy and make me want to yelp
My parents love me but they just don’t understand
They all think I’m over emotional; A dandy in distress What happens when I’m a dead dandy
When I can no longer
Breathe
Live
Survive
This poem is about:
Me