Stuck

I'm thinking about self worth
my childhood and last nights
dreams in blackness

I'm thinking of perception
of yours
and my own

I've got a sore face
my ears hurt
my mouth doesn't wish to move

I'm thinking the words
but you won't hear them
even if I speak them

I am bright in my eyes
committed
sorrowful and hopeful

I'm knowing how expectations
go
and go

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