Normal

I feel the pounding as the mind slowly begins to expand.
"Oh its all normal" he says waving me off like a nat in his face.
The beating is slow, like a pulsing heart.
"its just allergies" "Its just a cold" "Its just a headache."
I am the unspoken voice.
mind riddled with problems, that no teacher can solve.
Years later and the pulsing stays, the ring of ears blaring.
Its with us
Although i could be wrong, these allergies could be long and will
never be completely gone.
I could be wrong.
Am i?





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