Migraine
I'm tired of you acting Like cup ramen And soggy watermelon Is food to eat You don't think about me Even when you do I look in the fridge To find your leftovers The thought of eating Makes me feel like a sheep Surrounded by wolves You ugly, ratty long hair You want to cut my ugly hair And then call me ugly again after I have blind spots Maybe I'm tired Maybe just a little hungry You tell me to take medicine But since you hid the knives I have nothing But my migraines I feel it in my ears Down my spine Trying to crawl out of my nose You have a crazy look in your eyes Like the light had been drained Like I'm a black hole And only in darkness I feel like someone I need to be hungrier And hurt more I wish this migraine would come faster And the lights were blinding
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