I will try to make this rhyme and want to thank fellow writers for this is, at least now, an outlet to keep my sanity

I never had vanity

One girl supposed that one time

She is out of my mind

Just for that split second I wrote it there

But otherwise out of mind you hear

Not an order of course; telling the story

And how is it going with narrative poetry

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I'm going out of my mind, the oppressors, etc.

They will fret you

Why are they after you?

In a Hollywood movie blue

But the movie isn't over

Could there be a four leaf clover

I can't even tell what is happening

For it would be too outrageous for your ears to be hearing

The movie ''The Game'' that is one that fits

My mind has taken so many metaphysical hits

I am feeling   VERY   ill, but not mentally ill

I don't need a pill

I need relaxation, comfort, peace of mind

And the third, I suppose the hardest to find

A soul in torture

And today I will venture

Through struggles I do not know

You wouldn't believe me the stuff I could tell you, that is keeping me low