Somehow they think I'm the strong one.
I caught my knee on the coffee table. It was the last part of my bad knee that hurt still. I think it hurt so bad it made me fall to the floor and cry. Sadder tears than you get from a busted knee showed up. I'm not even sure where the tears came from.
The cat jumped through the window. I guess he thinks he knows what sobs mean.
They should think me the sensitive one.
My knee is still red, downgraded from last week's purple.
Weird things hurt and weird things run through my head in movie format.
Maybe I did hit my head in the accident. Who would know?
I caught my knee on the coffee table. It was the last part of my bad knee that hurt still. I think it hurt so bad it made me fall to the floor and cry. Sadder tears than you get from a busted knee showed up. I'm not even sure where the tears came from.
The cat jumped through the window. I guess he thinks he knows what sobs mean.
They should think me the sensitive one.
My knee is still red, downgraded from last week's purple.
Weird things hurt and weird things run through my head in movie format.
Maybe I did hit my head in the accident. Who would know?
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mirima:
Ugh, that sucks. I'm sorry to hear that.
nycstreetpoet:
Well, I hope you're OK. But when I read this post I found it do be marvelously poetic. Did you realize that? 