She said she was tired
of this whole image war,
“The magazines
and the beauty queens,
All slaves to the masses”
He tried not to laugh
As she sang,
Another random song
As she trailed off
Falling asleep on the phone
She said she was tired
of feeling like this,
“The anxiety
and the complexity,”
She just needed to cry,
Then she would be fine
Then she would be okay
He tried not to interrupt
As she sang,
Another random song
As she ranted again
Long into the school-night
She said she was tired
of wasting her time with words,
“the “grammatically correct”
and the useless structure”
she just needed to sing
Another Random Song
















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i can't find myself,
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