Break down in your mind

Feel those knots in your stomach

Telling you it's time

No one will pick up your pieces

No one will force you clean

So make a mess of yourself

Let this be how you are seen


Crumble into nothing

if that's what you wish

Collapse under pressure

Your weak bones and spirit crushed

It doesn't even matter

No one will ever have to know

No one will ever care to know

What went on here



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