Emotion Dough

It’s not that the grass is greener over there, It’s just I think they don’t struggle like me.

Oblivious to the struggles we all wrestle daily, Surely their smiles and confidence seem like strength.

Flaws in every minute and sensual missteps, Night recap asking the mirror if I can be helped.

Scribble help me, into lines hollow empty, I don’t get self this is frustrating.

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Distorted instructions scream punishment nourishes bone and mind, things I’ve been chasing to feel good have always been giant weights.

Weighing down the mind hiding devotion, endurance has always been out of reach truly a bitter taste.

Denying what I want could save me in this race to the end, clean the cup from the inside surely it’s where true growth begins.

Scribble help me, into lines hollow empty, I don’t get self this is frustrating.