Running over barbs in my mind
Things you said once I repeat to myself many times
Pain is quick, bodily, unkind
Harder to feel alright
Say I deserve better
But you’re talking to yourself
Not about my needs
About wishing you were someone else
Don’t you think I know self loathing?
Insufficiency an ocean
Criticisms cycle on the shore
Easier to say you want less than you want more
And I don’t need more half truths
Wasted time or you
Misconfigured and uneasy
Saying what you can’t not what you could be
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