The happy, the childish cackle
Drowns, it numbs in this room
Doors shut
Curtained windows
Colours and paper sit on the floor
A little befuddled
They are used to your
sudden changes
The darkness in your silly heart

After twenty minutes or so
You’re shaking your feet
Tapping on to music

Slowly your eyes unfocus
Dreary air reaches your mind

Callous, you’ve been callous
To these strange changes
Balance lost
The sad and the happy have been mixed


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