~| l o w |~



you don't know what it's like
to be me.
i can't talk
because i feel so
worthless
stupid
meaningless,
and its

low

like laying in the dirt
the way i twist
around the concepts of
desire
necessity
need
because i'm so afraid
of what you mean
to me.


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