Poem By Stephanie Bast

and here im left again
hunchedbacked and crying
i wonder if your ego filled eyes
can see me

even when i try to stand
im weak kneed
and my face is at the floor

i cant even look up
to acknowledge anyones presence
my neck has lost all muse
ive hung my head in shame

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