I've been back for two days
I've lost control twice
I'm hiding in my room with the book my therapist gave me
Hoping to stumble across validation in these words
Then realize one of my problems may be
the decoy book that I put next to me
In case they ask what I'm reading
YOU ARE READING
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Decoy
I've been back for two days
I've lost control twice
I'm hiding in my room with the book my therapist gave me
Hoping to stumble across validation in these words
Then realize one of my problems may be
the decoy book that I put next to me
In case they ask what I'm reading