staring there absorbed in your reflection and reflecting a little on your afflictions mousey hair flat in the stale bedroom air and skin the color of chalk made ashen by blue evening light and so far beyond repair don't leave the house don't you leave don't you dare or else beware the childish name-calling of neighboring kids who'd first dispair you from your self-worth staring there absorbed in your reflection and reflecting a little on your afflictions feeling the only one who could stand to watch such dereliction and homeliness
Reason for writing:
Title and inspiration taken from Jude Christodal's "I Know."
Birth sign: Virgo
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