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One Simple Thing


Restless

Too hot

Too cold

Not enough

Too much

Useless limbs

Tied into a bundle of knotted ligaments

Experimental mind

that didn't come out of the factory right

I missed my quality test

 

You told me to describe how I feel

Without the poetry

Only the physical

So you could understand

And I cried

Hot

Frustrated

Tears

Like when I did math homework in 3rd grade

Because

I felt broken

 

It should have been easy

Anyone can do this

One

Simple

Thing

But my bones are hardned meter

And my blood pumps music

So how am I

      how can I

      how could I

do this

One

Simple

Thing

 

It's impossible

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