My body doesn't work how it's supposed to
(as if there's a way it's supposed to)
(as if there's anything I can do about it.)
Every morning and every night
I take my handful of vitamins
Mix my herbs with scalding hot water
Empty of myself, I fill with what I should be
(According to those who aren't me.)
I spent decades cultivating myself
I was loud
Educated
A good friend
Generous
Funny
Quick to laugh
And isn't it ******
So egregiously unfair
That there is no room in my garden for all that
And what I'm supposed to be
(as if there's a way I'm supposed to be).
All because my body doesn't work how it's supposed to
(as if there's a way that it's supposed to).
Sep 5, 2024
Sep 5, 2024 at 5:48 PM UTC
My body doesn't work how it's supposed to
(as if there's a way it's supposed to)
(as if there's anything I can do about it.)
Every morning and every night
I take my handful of vitamins
Mix my herbs with scalding hot water
Empty of myself, I fill with what I should be
(According to those who aren't me.)
I spent decades cultivating myself
I was loud
Educated
A good friend
Generous
Funny
Quick to laugh
And isn't it ******
So egregiously unfair
That there is no room in my garden for all that
And what I'm supposed to be
(as if there's a way I'm supposed to be).
All because my body doesn't work how it's supposed to
(as if there's a way that it's supposed to).
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