Hopping On One Foot

Today I got a flat tire
And as I sat in my car feeling hopeless
There was no escape
There was no hand to help me up
Even when I cried for help
I sat there on my own
I wondered
If I slit my wrists
Who would call an ambulance
If I was dangling from a building
Who would grab my hand and save me
Noone came to mind
There's nobody standing in line
To even hear me out

by Joshua Tracy

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