Empathy
I am empathetic because I know what it is like to check yourself in every mirror you come across
I am empathetic because I know the worry of being heard as you pace back and forth in the dark
I am empathetic because I know how hard it is to ignore everyone’s food
I am empathetic because I know the sting of stomach acid always tastes better than the food
I am empathetic because I know the moment of panic when someone hears you, and you need a way to get out of this
I am empathetic because I know the best way to get bloodstains out of clothes
I am empathetic because I know how everything has an edge
I am empathetic because I know how to lie a mark away
I am empathetic because I know the panic of someone finding out
I am empathetic because I know what won’t work
I am empathetic because I know how bad it gets
I am empathetic because I know how a plan can bring comfort
I am empathetic because I know how it feels to write a not
I am empathetic because I know the pain
I am empathetic because I know what it is like to be so lost
I am empathetic because I have no choice
I am empathetic because I have nothing left
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