Yesterday is the same as today
Misery’s company
No one, not you, or me or anyone
Could reach out a hand. Or spare a glance
I’m falling back towards my vice
Slashing and dieting and hiding
And it’s never enough
No matter how much my ribs show
There’s no one on the other end
Dec 7, 2025
Dec 7, 2025 at 9:51 PM UTC
Yesterday is the same as today
Misery’s company
No one, not you, or me or anyone
Could reach out a hand. Or spare a glance
I’m falling back towards my vice
Slashing and dieting and hiding
And it’s never enough
No matter how much my ribs show
There’s no one on the other end
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