Where are all the people
I wanted so badly
To care?
The sisters i slaved for
The partners I gave
More than my share
No one comes to visit
And chasing connection
No longer serves me
So I sit here
lonely
And wear my discomfort
Like a cloak
If you want to disappear
Ill let you go
No more ghost hunting
No more Nancy drew
Just still discernment
Following my own clues
Solving the mystery
The rot that kills my roots
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