i'm rash.
i say the wrong things.
i get irritated, pissed and frustrated most of the time.
I control my meals, spending, emotions and dance,
taking too much of a toll on me.
I just wanted comfort and concern,
like a nice plate of hald bbq chicken,
like a nice warm, bear hug,
like a nice act of holding my hand.
And I know, I will be better.
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