You make a joke
Miles away from funny.
And you manage to do it
Every day.
It blows me away
And not in a good way.
It pushes me away
Until I run away
To pull myself together.
To fight the tears
Invited because
Of what you said
And I can't handle it.
"How to lose weight
In two seconds.
Take two fingers
Then stick them
Down your throat."
It's not a joke.
How can you
See it as one?
Then I run
To where I can work
And feel safe.
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