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All I am to you is the chores
Do the dishes
Clean the floors
Make the money
Work work work
Don't think about
anything funny
We have become stressed
And less
like ourselves
I'm not at my best
I feel like I'm
Falling from the shelf
This life I'm in
Is not right
I've been waiting
And waiting
For my dreams to take flight
I hope one day they might
Because I want to be loved
I wanted to cared for
I want the romance
The sex, everything
That makes us our best.
I want the fairy tale.
I want it so badly.
About the Creator
Slgtlyscatt3red
Slightly scattered. Just a woman with autism and ADHD that loves to write poetry, create art, and sing.
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