DIRTY LAUNDRY

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i want to believe that u will be waiting for me.
that i will see u in a vestibule laying against a wall.
and i will walk to u.
and you would reach out to me with open arms.

but u and i both know that wont happen
it is physically painful to see u
to think about u
to even acknowledge the fact that u exist.

there's all these people surrounding me
all these people doing shady inhumane shit
making me feel like it's something wrong with me.
is it something wrong with me?
is being vulnerable,sensitive, and open hearted an abnormality?
are u the physical form of the cause of my fatality?
I literally strive to be anything except empty or look anything like it.
please i am literally begging u to set me free
T.
//e.b.