Bad Day

January 13, 2017

For me, it's just a bad day

When I feel like I am worthless

When my stomach drops to talk

When I can't bear to move

And break the comfort of my silence

I don't want to be silent

I don't want to go gentle

But I know myself

And more than that,

I know them

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