monday
i hid all the mirrors
in fear of punching
them all in.
i sunk into
a winter jacket
as girls, boys
stared at me,
i’m afraid of
what they see
in me.
and then i said
hello, and my
voice wasn’t mine,
and i fought
back tears as
i walked
down the
stairwell
and
god knows
when this
feeling
will
end
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