A poem by Yvonne
Chaos, I can't stand it
No doubt about it
I'm like an overloaded computer
My already breaking processor
Too much noise and detail to take in
Too much blurred visual information moving
I then automatically shut down
I begin to feel useless now
Action to act slows down
I start to zone out
Who now feels like a clown?
Need somewhere quiet to hide
Feeling deeply embarrassed inside
A sudden desperate need for someone to confide
That's where friends come in
No more silent suffering
All you have to do is brush down and start again from the beginning
You just have to in life keep on trying
Never give up, keep on fighting
If you want to one day be a great somebody
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