My eyes are so heavy
That I think that
Their weight
Might make me collapse.
My face is drained
Of all emotion
And my skin
Feels tight
Around my face.
My legs are sore
And are giving out.
My chest hurts
From wearing a
Binder for
Three days.
I'm a mess and
I don't know
What to do anymore.
Yeah sure, I could
Go for a walk,
But it's too dark
And I don't live in a
Good place.
I want to go to
A better home.
I don't want
To be near
Robert when
He's like
This.
M.R
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