So, I come and sit
another day
another way
to make these ends meet
tho frayed and bedazzled they can be
see the reflections of what was once me
what have I become
waking walking tired of talking
and what have I become
trapped in this mess, this dress
when all I want
all that I need
stares down at me
need to release
find the inner peace
someone please
take hold of me!
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