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Dec 2020
I wake up only to press snooze
the glaze over my eyes stopping me from feeling anything but empty
the aches in my back from over exhaustion
the words spat at me by the ones dear to me hit my ears but no longer my heart
I only feel around them
laughter with theirs
the fake tears at home pinning me down
taping my mouth shut
prying my eyes open

but little do they know I don't feel any of it
being young *****
Written by
Iris  F/New England
(F/New England)   
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