all his thoughts are circling
like bees inside his brain
every thought is different
but still, they're all the same
so he searches and he finds
a qualified therapist
who listens to him and says
"listen, I'll take care of this"
so he goes twice a week
like the doctor says he should
he bemoans his wretched life
his fucked-up childhood
and he's making progress
he can tell with every session
but still he can't control
his mind-numbing depression
he says "can you help me
sadness just won't let me be
I keep trying but I'm sensing
a disease inside of me"
it strikes like a virus
there must be another way
but he always keeps on trying
with every newborn day
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