Control
to counter
ease balance fall stand up
try harder be better
feel smaller
ease into it
I have control
no control
I don't want it. I do I do I do
Where shall I land
on the bruised balls of my feet
I am all torn up
I am broken and bloody
I am all edges
I am nothing
Counter me counter me
fight me hit me hurt me
I want to feel something
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