Flickers,
A lightbulb, burnt out filament.
A candle wick against the wind.
This little light of mine, gonna shine.
If only if I could get the candle lit.'Cause sometimes I go a lil' mad.
I'd be a millionaire,
If only I had a nickel to every idea,
That flickered in my head.How'd I end up here..
On my parent's porch,
Half past noon,
With my pjs on.With all these flickers in my head.
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Symptoms
PoesiePoetry. Love. Happiness. Sadness. Depression. Guilt. Regret. Struggle and Confliction. We may all be breathing, we may all have our hearts beating. But these are our vital signs. These are symptoms that prove we're alive.