My Desert’s Dry

My mother is petty

My father is sad

My sister is jealous

My dog is nearly dead

My life is a mess

My tits are chafed

My body is ruined and

My brain is baked

My heart is broken

My anxiety whistles

My depression knows what

My friends really think

My talents are worthless

My future is hopeless

My God isn’t listening

My lungs are aching

My tears aren’t flowing

My tongue is tied

My lips are cracked

My fears tumble through

My desert’s dry

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