All or nothing
All is well, unless its not .
The race never starts
The run doesnt stop.
Im either rock bottom or right at the top .
Voice too quiet
quickly too cross
My hair is washed tidy
Or tied in a knot.
Stomach sits empty
Ive eaten alot.
I envy small doses
To know when enough
I want to be strong
But also give up.
Copyright © Julianne Williams | Year Posted 2024
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