A letter to my binder (edit) For years I had you hidden And during those years I filled you with my thoughts All of my hidden tears Many years of memories Have been written inside you You kept my papers in order Together beside you we grew All of my secrets and ideas And my notes I never shared You made them safe for me Things that I would not dare You were beside me every step Taking all that my mind bared And you kept my thoughts quiet About stuff that I cared Now I display you proudly My thoughts now open, and You stuck beside me since day one Things I wrote to help with coping I thank you binder for all you have done I look forward to many more years Of you being one of my best friends Quietly you held my biggest fears ©Schizology

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My My head is like a pinball game Bouncing from side to side Jumping up and then down It takes me on an amusement ride My mind is like a race track Thoughts travel round n round Frequently hitting the barriers So often that I've lost count My brain feels like it sparks Ready to spontaneously combust At any moment an explosion Will leave me with just dust Thoughts like a jack in the box, Turn the handle and surprise At the point of no returning This is what thinking comprises There may be a meltdown My reactors will burst The confusion will leak Unless I can get it reversed ©Schizology

Schizology

A letter to my binder (edit) For years I had you hidden And during those years I filled you with my thoughts All of my hidden tears Many years of memories Have been written inside you You kept my papers in order Together beside you we grew All of my secrets and ideas And my notes I never shared You made them safe for me Things that I would not dare You were beside me every step Taking all that my mind bared And you kept my thoughts quiet About stuff that I cared Now I display you proudly My thoughts now open, and You stuck beside me since day one Things I wrote to help with coping I thank you binder for all you have done I look forward to many more years Of you being one of my best friends Quietly you held my biggest fears ©Schizology

Schizology

My My head is like a pinball game Bouncing from side to side Jumping up and then down It takes me on an amusement ride My mind is like a race track Thoughts travel round n round Frequently hitting the barriers So often that I've lost count My brain feels like it sparks Ready to spontaneously combust At any moment an explosion Will leave me with just dust Thoughts like a jack in the box, Turn the handle and surprise At the point of no returning This is what thinking comprises There may be a meltdown My reactors will burst The confusion will leak Unless I can get it reversed ©Schizology

Schizology