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Aug 2016
A ******* the train
Rubs her damp weary bangs
Grease oozing into her finger tips
Like it all might provide solutions
I feel like I've been expanding
Growing from fear and excess
I go from love to hatred
For my body, for my brain
And I know I ain't alone.

You could be the one we excitedly say
Mama and papa ruin it for me
Like they get to choose
When we decided to have a night apart
I didn't fight you on it
Cuz it's new and we learnin'
I don't get to wear eye make up tonight
I'm tired and won't be as good as a two
And made me own plans for Friday
Just because I have my own feet.

You give so much love and a listening ear
My stomachs been bothering me
I'm gonna dance so much Friday
And call you on the phone
Just to say I adore you baby.

I'm so sick of not getting paid
everyone ask if I'm making that money yet
Judge me if I regrettably say no for now
Luxuriate in what's not mine
But can't you all see I'm my own worst enemy
Gonna be late to this student film
Don't even care.


You are having a hard time today too
And it's this moment where I nod to myself and think
I'm weary and so sick of
High and mighty
I know better than you
Opinions.

So I sweat and swear
Struggle to find my transfer train
Feeling bloated and worthless
And drag myself to the next thing.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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