I told you I was struggling, existentially
you said: being an adult means doing things that you don't want to
do you think I like doing laundry?
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It's 3 AM and I'm feeling sick, emotionally
I woke to vertigo, to racing thoughts, to write what I can't say
the feelings fade eventually
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You don't tell me things because you're afraid of how
I'll react. That I won't respond, in the way that you want
and guess what? I share that fear now
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"What can we be doing to support you?" is a line that we
use often. I say it myself, and: "I hear you and I appreciate you."
I wish you'd say these words to me
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Heart core, heart ache: life is too short, so love
the one you got? Shake off that carbon monoxide handshake,
make up and make do, buddy. It's enough...
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