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Feb 2019
everyone's got their **** together,
but me
everyone's out there succeeding,
and being

i'm just the girl at the bottom of the hole
trapped at the bottom
just gasping and grasping
for air or a ladder
maybe a hand?

someone to pull me up
so I can stand
and I know who I'd ask,
but he isn't here
I'm supposed to be older
I'm supposed to be wiser

"This is independence
pick yourself up!"
But how do you stand
when you're sinking so fast
you can't even grasp
the idea that you're
already sinking
just sinking,
lower
      and lower,
into the hole
and you're spiraling now
because you thought that you had it

you thought you could pick yourself up
off the ground
you thought you could just climb right out
of that hole you fell down,
the one that he put you in
because how could he do this to you?
but HE'S just being INDEPENDENT
so WHY can't YOU do it?

It's not HIS hole you fell down..
and that's when you realize
you're stuck in this place

but you dug it yourself
Elizabeth Sommers
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Elizabeth Sommers  18/F
(18/F)   
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