Floor

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written May 30 2016 at 9;23Pm

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here, I lay, on the cold hard floor,

here I am, closing all the doors,

I don't want to believe I am not ok,  I am ok,

is what I want to say.


I shut people out, and then realise the whole time,

I pushed them too far,

because they don't want to deal, with my mood for a meal.


I lay here crying, on the floor boards,

where a pool of tears begins to show,

why do people stoop so low,

for a person like me.


but know this now, 'I don't want to talk' 'leave me alone'.

means keep talking and please, oh please, don't go.

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