Give It Back

October 7, 2012
By Anonymous

I'm unraveling,
Coming undone.
I can't hold on,
This isn't fun.

I lost what
Keeps me sane,
I'm ripping apart.
Please don't think I'm vain.

They wonder why I'm quiet,
They wonder why I don't talk.
It's because I can't without it,
I can barely walk.

I want it back,
Give it here.
I can't function right
Without it near.



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