Teddy Bear

And maybe
If I cut myself open
All my sadness will spill out like stuffing.
And then, I won’t speak with my mouth full
I will learn to swallow my pride
And sit parallel
My thighs will shrink until they’re hollow.

I could learn to be like them
Because I’m starting to think
Maybe if I gave myself
A little needle and thread
I could sew myself together
Just maybe
You wouldn’t have done what you did

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