I Read

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On the car ride home, I sit and I read

I hear the honk of horns

I see the world move around me

I live, and I breathe

Still, I sit and I read


In the chaos of a classroom I sit and I read

People shout and yell

Nobody looks at me

They see straight through me

Still, I sit and I read


In the darkness of the closet, I sit and I read

I hide from the world

I hear nothing but silence

And the rising and falling of my chest

Still, I sit and I read


In the dead of the night, I sit and I read

I hear the quiet creaks of the house

And outside the window, the stars don't shine

My eyes grow heavy as I wish for sleep

Still, I sit and I read


In the afternoon I sit and I read

I hear the whisper of voices

As the world begins to fall apart around me

I can feel my anxiety, and the way I barely breathe

I  b a r e l y   b r e a t h e


Still, I sit and I read. 


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