Routine
Every day seems the same.
A constant battle to keep things tame.
To never worry the people around me
I wish they would leave me be.
Some days I pray for silence
Others I ask for guidance.
Today I beg for peace
For something to make the noise cease.
By the time night falls
I want to close my eyes and ignore their calls.
Because I can't tell what's real anymore
So I hide anyway behind a closed door.
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