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Apr 2016
Therapists
Psychologists
Pill popping
Prescription lists
Cars pulling in
People coming out
Parents
Children
Strangers and friends
Love and hate
Painted across their face

Help

Give it take it

Here we are all vulnerable
A band on our arm
A mark on our face
Insecurities aren't invisible in a self help parking lot

Bulimics naw their lips in harmony
Depressed teens exchange empty glances
Worried parents sympathize in pen clicks
Anxiety covers us all in musical foot taps

we are all lost
we are all hurt

Unity
Is what I found
In the self help
Parking lot
Rachel Ueda
Written by
Rachel Ueda
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