Try to be okay with the storm. Home feels to far away. Afternoon tutoring turned out to be a waste. Sat there crumbling. I don't have words to offer right now. I keep looking up wondering if someone will take me away. I don't know how to be here.
My body is stiff and sore from under use. Grey colors the day and my skin doesn't fit right. Depression comes out to play and I'm not ready to pay. Give me an off switch. I'd take any way out on days like this.
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