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My eyes Used to run exactly like a faucet would Crying because of every bruise Head damage People hitting my head And calling it a day Daily I would trip Fall And land on my head Push Shove And land on my head Every Amber alert I would hear Would make me cry Turning on the dials And tears would be pouring out of my eyes Because I thought I would be the next victim To be kidnapped Scared to leave the house Scared to leave my mother I thought the same about thunderstorms How the lightning It would possibly catch the house on fire When I was sleeping Or electrocute me when I'm touching a window Seems to say Times have changed Years have gone on I'm still the same faucet But now just a ruined one Drops of water Leaving the faucet On unprompted moments And some Wouldn't even come out On the most tear-threatening Situation As if the faucet has the mind of its own The faucet Would turn on By mere phantoms Trying to take out the faucet And warning to make it shatter Faucet Made of china-glass The fragile glass Was made to be broken one day And be replaced by another
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Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 11:48 PM UTC
The Faucet made of China
My eyes Used to run exactly like a faucet would Crying because of every bruise Head damage People hitting my head And calling it a day Daily I would trip Fall And land on my head Push Shove And land on my head Every Amber alert I would hear Would make me cry Turning on the dials And tears would be pouring out of my eyes Because I thought I would be the next victim To be kidnapped Scared to leave the house Scared to leave my mother I thought the same about thunderstorms How the lightning It would possibly catch the house on fire When I was sleeping Or electrocute me when I'm touching a window Seems to say Times have changed Years have gone on I'm still the same faucet But now just a ruined one Drops of water Leaving the faucet On unprompted moments And some Wouldn't even come out On the most tear-threatening Situation As if the faucet has the mind of its own The faucet Would turn on By mere phantoms Trying to take out the faucet And warning to make it shatter Faucet Made of china-glass The fragile glass Was made to be broken one day And be replaced by another
It's like- 11 pm on a school night and I'm tired. Goodnight.
#tired#faucet#china#glass#tears#anxiety
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13/Androgynous/your mom's house
Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 11:48 PM UTC
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