On some level, in some way, she wants to stop. Kind of. Just a little bit.
But she can't. She can't and she won't.
Because she doesn't want to. And believe me, she doesn't want to want to.
Nails digging into herself, she tried to hold tight.
Hold, hold, hold on tight as the tiny space she's in just spins and spins and spins.
A single voice, pained and desperate for answers, screams Why. But she pushes beyond that voice,
closes her eyes and tries to, just for two seconds,
be okay.
who wants to give in
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