Nov 2014
Just about every day at work
I find myself taking a break
I walk up the stairs and down the hall
I go in the bathroom and choose a stall
Then I'm alone
And then I can cry
I find myself taking a break
I walk up the stairs and down the hall
I go in the bathroom and choose a stall
Then I'm alone
And then I can cry
Crying in bathrooms seems to be a recurring theme in my life. Seems like that's the only place to get privacy when away from home. This is an old write, not going on like this right now, thankfully. But if it is for you, you're not alone.
(Midwest)
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