Volume

Ace-of-spades

sometimes the voices around me have an incredible volume,

like the volume of a million horses racing through my head,

my ears pound, my head throbs, and I wish it would all go away,

sometimes a simple click of a pen or a nice hello can seem like a stadium full of people cheering on to a game I don't understand,

sometimes the volume of the world gets to me and all I can do is cry,

the volume makes me emotionally unstable,because sometimes even thinking is to loud.

so please if you know me have a bit of patience and understanding because I am trying to be normal but sometimes the volume of a kind voice is to much.

  • Author: Ace (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 10th, 2017 23:22
  • Category: Unclassified
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