People.
Voices.
Clattering of harsh words.
Too much.
The noise...
--- Oh... not again.
Left alone.
My brain is overreacting.
I can't think straight.
I can't see straight.
Oh well.
--- Freaking out, this is never good.
Please help.
I need you.
Please, I can't breath.
Too many people.
--- I feel so scattered.
I just need a hug.
I need hot chocolate.
I need sleep.
I need my books.
I need Skyrim.
I need my music.
I need things to block out others.
--- This is just... stop freaking out me, please...
One.
Blank thoughts.
Two.
Shaking.
Three.
Freak out.
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If you're talking about what we talked about a few days ago, I' still here, so is Pollution but I don't think she'll help. She's such a Debbie-downer, even more than ME! But, if you need anything, come to me, whether you want me to send you a funny meme to cheer you up, whether you want advice, or even if you just want to talk about random crap, I will be here for you, and you alone. I kinda hope you don't come to me for a random conversation with Pollution, I don't want her to come out here toda-
*Pollution walks up silently behind Lake*
Pollution: Um, wow, never knew that you hated me so much.
*Sulks*
Pollution: Well, while I'm here, I miss you Grim! I can't stand this idiot!
*Grim looks over* You are not life. You are okay company. And Lake is a fantastic human.
*Pollution wathces screen and pushes Lake out of the way*
Pollution: You don't know her like I do...she's so irritating, the only good thing with her is that she is slightly aggressive and mean! She's always putting on a happy face!
*Pollution frowns, looking away*
*Grim gets irritated.* E.E, if I kill Pollution, don't revive them.
Never even crossed my mind.
SAME! Don't revive her either!XD I can always create a better version of Pollution later!XD
Fantastic
Thanks for sharing this poem about a freak freaking out. You certainly effectively convey the frustration. As one who grew up being forced to listen to constant bickering I can appreciate exactly how the speaker feels. However, I never considered myself a freak because of my reaction. I saw the ones who were constantly bickering as freaks who were freaking out.
He describes the people who are causing him distress as freaking out via excessive arguing. I got the impression that the reason that he is being called a freak is because he is freaking out since nothing else about him is revealed. He lacks many amenities but the people aren't accused of depriving him of them. So I wondered why he is so deprived.
The speaker seems unable to block out the arguments. I wondered why. Is he locked in his room? He doesn't have a radio? Doesn't have all the things he mentions? Why? He spoke of too many people. So I imagined that there were more than two people freaking him out.
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I had difficulty imagining what blank thoughts are.
Oh wow, I totally feel like this sometimes
Yeah, it sucks.
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