It is as if needles are pricking my head
the confusing thoughts being the needle.
Dreading what is to come next
whether good or bad,
my mind is adamant that
it is bad.
My stomach is full of dinosaurs
jumping up and down
making me want to puke
but they are too big to come out.
A hundred thoughts cloud my head
making me rethink
every decision till now,
but I know it will pass
and come to an end
where my mind
is like the blue sky
calm but not orderly.
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What I felt
PoetryThese are a few poems that describes emotions like nervousness, anger, boredom etc. This work was made for people to understand that they aren't alone with these unruly and irrational emotions. Feelings are something that you have no control over, s...
