I bent my ego

and punctured its core

I let the slime ooze out carefully

And lapped it up like a dog

Savored it, digested it

Then shat it out,

filling the deflated balloon

With some other things too:

my eyes, my empathy, my mistakes

I tied it to my neck:

And now it weighs me heavy,

It strains me

I only look down now,

I don’t want to see

anyone anyway anymore

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