I want to...
I, with my plumped, sad legs
and my sad, sliced arms,
and my saggy, baggy eyes,
and my rolly, polly stomach...
Sit...
In this stone cold room,
with these icky, tricky people,
and an angry, broken teacher...
and I want to...
YELL
SHOUT
SCREAM
CRY
BITE
CUT
SWEAR
HIT
PUNCH
SLAP
KILL
Die...
I want to...
BEG
WHINE
SLEEP
RUN
JUMP
TWIRL
Throw - up....
I, with my bleeding, weeping heart,
and my sick, twisted brain,
sit...
In silence...
In pain...
In denial...
In trouble...
Shhhhhhhhh.......
and my sad, sliced arms,
and my saggy, baggy eyes,
and my rolly, polly stomach...
Sit...
In this stone cold room,
with these icky, tricky people,
and an angry, broken teacher...
and I want to...
YELL
SHOUT
SCREAM
CRY
BITE
CUT
SWEAR
HIT
PUNCH
SLAP
KILL
Die...
I want to...
BEG
WHINE
SLEEP
RUN
JUMP
TWIRL
Throw - up....
I, with my bleeding, weeping heart,
and my sick, twisted brain,
sit...
In silence...
In pain...
In denial...
In trouble...
Shhhhhhhhh.......
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