I see my life bleeding out like an over easy egg.
Escaping from all corners with no chance of being saved.
Sometimes I just want to scream,
"Look at me, watch, I'm bleeding out for all of you to see, falling to pieces at the seams."
Soon I'll be dry as a bone
All of my secrets in a yoked up pool
Surrounded by everyone and waiting to be dipped into.
That's why I prefer most days to carry myself as a poached egg
All of my contents held up inside, sticking to the white walls that make me whole.
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