Like a Snowglobe
I don't understand it.
My life is like a snowglobe.
I'm trapped on the inside of it- being tossed around and shaken.
No one feels what I do.
They wonder.
They think about how beautiful my situation- my catastrophe- is, with no idea.
I'm spun, I'm shaken, I'm trapped.
Why can't they just break me already?!?!
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