torn up

 


i feel like a ping pong ball 

rattling around 

stomach full of confetti 

unsure how to start 


blew my mind 

 excited i guess 

nothing goes right 

when you overthink 


world gives 

and takes 

when it’s going right 

it goes left 


nothing you can do 

time marches forward 

opened too fast 

showed my insides 


spilled too much 


 knocked out 

in the first round 

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