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Mental Health Day
A lazy glaze subdued my face
Staring straight at a stoner's pace
Watching the mobiles inching along
Continuing the search for where they belong
I suppose you could say I watched the transition of day
From a parking lot two thousand miles away
Scorched here or there but overall my time was fair
With the rising sun to decide the when and the where
I met a friend when the four hours had faded
On the blacktop is where the concerns were stated
We wasted breath and talked without thought
I recalled a dead-end chance and what it had brought
Literary speak for the first time in years
With a headphone symphony ringing in my ears
I looked without a clue to the future at risk
I returned to Earth and clenched both of my fists
The day and its generosity are coming to a close
I'm well on my way to avoiding the life I chose
Green lights are flashing and all we can do is wait
For our signal finale is about to initiate
