Shower Wall
Your mind moves too many miles per hour
Your body's stuck
Staring at the wall of the shower
Try to breath, but the air tastes sour
Outside it's quiet
Here it gets louder
Tears are like gunpowder
but they're harmless here
Staring at the wall of the shower
It burns and it bubbles
You fight it away
But the curtain takes your weapons at the gate
so here you stay
No one to hear the words you say
Left with no power
Staring at the wall of the shower
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