Hate
Washed away sitting in my bedroom
Windows sit open flowers can't bloom
Endless procedures continue to resume
Can't live a normal life with a dirty room
Watch my mind begin to sit and unfold
Logic doesn't matter so I catch a cold
Forget to shower again today
Self hate takes over and I fade away
Copyright © Granola Bars | Year Posted 2013
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