4:30 Letters To Mom
Words of vain
and vanity
liks its a choice
like you can decide
when and where or why to do your job
I guess its me
and maybe thas okay
maybe
every hour is inconsiquential or juat unimportant
Invisibility cloaks me
makes me safe
from your attack
but
It doesnt make me immune
every sylable hangs
over my head like an omen
telling me im insignificant
and im not sure but
the more away i am
the eaier it is for you
to hurt me
you just don't want to try
you just want to look away
keep looking
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