growing up
(07/26/2019)
3:03pm
you need some healing.
but soap washes away dirt,
not problems.
and getting mad is like
getting angry
and staying angry,
and eating angry,
and sleeping angry,
and walking angry.
you just are.
but i'm not.
because ain't no use.
and i used to cry.
when i used to care.
but now i just get grayish smudges
on the side of my pinky finger.
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