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Comments about Mae Chase
When I can’t sleep
And all I can focus on is how tight my skin feels
I go downstairs
And put a mug of milk in the microwave
For two minutes to make cocoa
And do nothing but think.
And I think about how the world feels wrong
How I am not who I am supposed to be
How nothing is going the way that I planned
Back when I was a kid
I think about the way that no matter how much I try
I will never be
Never be good enough
Because I am doing it wrong
I am doing
And at this point I am on the cold tiles of the ...