I only cry in the shower
That way I can't tell the difference between the water and the tears
The muffled cries against the tile
Where no one can hear
Face against the cold tile
Emotions anything but mild
I get shampoo in my eye
While I cry
Hot water burning my skin
Wet hair strangling me
Lying on the floor
Crying in the shower
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Ode to All the Girls that Never Fit
PoetryTo all the girls who never felt good enough, small enough, or pretty enough... this is for you. No upload schedule, just whenever I write a poem.
