Pulled like a rubber band about to break
Wandering around
Never able to be alone
Headphones trying to block it all out
Losing focus, gaining a new one
Wondering if this focus is worth the time and effort
Or if effort should even be dealt
Pushed around, losing feelings for anything
Breaking like plexi glass, unable to pick up all the pieces
Before I cut my feet on the piece the broom didn't find
Cut and tried to be put back together again in a matter of seconds
Without time for healing to stop the bleeding
Finding out things you didn't see before
Drained and damn tired
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