Flustered

A Poem by Siren

Well of course

it bothers me.

Everything

bothers me.

It all bothers me,

and it always bothers me.

Sometimes it just

bothers me

more than others.

But I’m always

bothered.

© 2013 Siren

Author's Note

just antsy, agitated, anxious rambling in the middle of a panic attack. judge as you may.

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Added on October 10, 2013
Last Updated on October 10, 2013

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Siren

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Well....if you must know, I (sometimes) live in the real world. I love listening to music because it lets me breathe. I love laughing because it lets me live. I love writing because it lets me (almost.. more..