Here's To the chemical imbalances
That control what I think
Here's to the oxytocin serotonin
And dopamine that play games with mind so well
Here to the impulses that have controlled me
And the tears that have enrolled me
Here's to the endorphins that have been so low
That won't get excited with the chocolates or glow
Here's to the thyroxin that have been following the sine curve
And the 'rewards' that it brings balancing always on the verge
Here's to the melatonin that messes with my sleep
And insomnia a fancy word for some days to keep
Here's to these little devils that affects every night and day
Confusing a fully grown 'emotional' individual
If it's me or the situations for the role they play
If anyhow there can ever be a way
You fuckin' hormones go get a life
Let me wish you a happy freedom day...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Still. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks