you stutter and you trip
you mutter and you slit
it steeps and leaks
you lay in your pool once more.
'but I've built the bridges, used up my aid, spread my arms and held my case' but it's long since you've lost your score.
my skin isn't mine.
this isn't my fault.
my hair isn't mine.
this wasn't my fault.
this wasn't my fault
this wasn't my fault










