Abriatis

look at me.
i made it.
12/30/19, and i'm still standing
still repairing myself, but still here nontheless

my foundation is patched,
scaffolding still up
up with people, myself
working to repair cracks and smooth edges

this is an assignment for my psychology class, on the musical dear evan hansen.

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never alone, but lonesome
constant company, but by myself
surrounded by people who love me
but not for who i am

vines crawling, hardy leaves open to the sun
all up and down your body, curling around all the muscle
and underneath your hat, pulling your hair

but you don't protest, eyes ever shut as they writhe

it takes two to tango
three's a crowd
and four's more

shouting uno! is fun, yes
but is it when you're sitting alone
at your worn, wooden table, cards set for your friends that didn't show?

five's a jive

this is an assignment for my psychology class.
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i don't think it that bad,
but that's just me
perhaps it's just a fad
we shall see

a place for me to post my writing
a place to like others

"I wish, that I could turn back time.."                                           "..cos now the guilt is all mine.."      &n