Think About It

i'm so

disquieted.

calm my shaking hands, be still, my heart.

my spastic, ADD inflicted cardio-treasure,

you're gonna have a nervous breakdown

if you keep going at this rate.

so breathe, just breathe,

the merry-go-round's not going as quickly as you think it is;

the music's not so loud.

shhh.

be quiet.

do you hear it?