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Dec 2015
Despond and frustration
I hate this combination
Can’t shake it off
Can’t leave the house
Can’t pinpoint my needs
Don’t even have **** to help
focus on anything but everything
as one big clusterfuck of irk
No one to convene
Only one in mind
Distractions I heed
with so limited time
Alone with greed
and a mighty need
to punish someone for
what’s wrong with me
Waiting for others will be the death of me.
Roberta Day
Written by
Roberta Day  30/F/Austin, Tx
(30/F/Austin, Tx)   
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   Ahmad Cox and NV
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