My head hurts all the time

And sometimes there’s this dull

shoving at my forehead.

I can’t seem to gain control of my emotions

Every morning I wonder what dark room I’ll step into next

I don’t wake up on the wrong side of the bed

I’ve rolled off the cliff and hit the hardwood floor.

I told the Doctor but he couldn’t hear me

Over his preformed opinions.

Or maybe I’m just too stubborn to listen today