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"Unstable"

This isn't a house
This isn't a home
This is a prison
I'm trapped in my cell alone

Stuck in my bed
Can barely move my head
My thoughts fill with dread
I would rather be dead

You walk in
Rant about your day
But you forgot to say
"Are you okay?"

Leave me here alone
My fate's set in stone

My body doesn't work
My mind is unstable
I belong on the autopsy table
Written by Sad_Poet99 (E.Wesley)
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