Forbidden interaction, when I talk
with someone, it is a concert, so I
keep away, did nothing today, my
heart too heavy in me, fighting
with everyone
I need a good cry, to hide away, I
have not looked at my work, too
depressed to focus, too unhappy
to care, my brother is angry with
me - I am evil
Unkind, I think nasty thoughts, hubby
thinks I am a fiend, banned me from
conversation, filled with self-pity I
want to read the book Hanlie lent
me
The No.1 Ladies’ Detective Agency
because moving like an unwelcome
ghost in the kitchen, forbidden to air
my opinion, I feel like crying
all the time…
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