Unsteady Poem by Bea Hayden

Unsteady



I feel so unsteady,
Like rock music is blaring in my head at
Odd intervals,
like I may paint my entire body blue, or
red
Anything but yellow.

Monday, June 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: mental illness,sadness
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