Mood Poem: Untitled

By Brooklyn

Every time I hear the vacuum it hurts my head 
Home work makes me stress that much I can’t finish it 
Whistling gives me a headache and pain all over 
Then I remember when my family were at Yarramundi
Great, tasty pickles from McDonalds
Amazing beef noodles in the lounge room playing fortnite 
And every time I do art, I smell a heavy Sharpie.