65 - 53 Poem by Montaha Gasir
65 - 53
Rating: ★5.0
Sixty-five.
Fill me with shame.
They want me to play,
The hunger game.
Sixty-three.
Apparently normal.
But in their eyes,
Quite abnormal.
Six-zero.
Starved my body.
Over worked,
To please everybody.
Fifty-five.
A month of sickness.
My crash and burn,
They will witness.
Beep, beep.
Fifty-three.
It's perfect for you,
Is it perfect for me?
Tuesday, November 15, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: body,mental illness,inner voice
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5/7/2024 4:08:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
nice one!