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just something i wrote for class

Practically dead in a skin that’s not mine

I’m stuck in this room isolated here

I feel it tingling all down my spine

What they should do now is awfully clear

I should be put into a padded cell

I’m afraid the walls will start to close in

I don’t know if I can handle this well

I can feel it crawling beneath my skin

Trying to escape its fleshy prison

I feel like my chest is going to burst

Exploding with many colors of crimson

why am I burdened with this awful curse

I bury it deep where no one else can see

I hope none of them see it inside of me.