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Miki
Poems
Nov 2014
In Class with Thoughts
Oh God how this sweater hangs on me
Its my mothers
Just like my lips
And these bruises on my eyes?
They sting from the hours
looking at your face
My hands still shake
every hour
second
of the day
theyre cold
frozen
stuck in this hesitant state of urges to do but lack of execution
like i lack the execution to kiss you
when you lean in to whisper
whatever it is you say
I cant even eat
because my mind is too
wrapped on everything else
like how i need to write in my book
or loook at colleges
or join a club
but i just sit there
just sit there overwhelmed
hard to breathe
i still havent even looked at my report card
i made A's & B's
i know because i can go to the pizza party
but i cant eat pizza
because im thinking of everything
every god ****** trivial thing
and im so stressed
so overwhelmed
and that trip to Germany
I want to go so bad
but we cant afford the $3000 dollars i need.
$3000 dollars that could go towards college
******* college
i want to go but no here
not locallly in Tennessee
i want to leave Tennessee
I want to be anywhere else
nothing happens here
not in **** **** no where
Columbia Tennessee
Forget us town USA
Written by
Miki
25/Genderqueer/USA
(25/Genderqueer/USA)
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