safe
& comfortable, it sounds so
familiar
there isn’t anything I would do to be free
I keep making
I kept making
kept making so much space
now all I am
is an empty tank
my brain unwraps
when I’m happy then
a sad song on the radio
hails back the cab
I don’t like to be away
I just don’t want to die
or be taken completely
I want to be happy
happy
& home
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