Why can’t we come play a game with you.
We were here first.
You want us gone so bad,
that you’ll say the playgrounds cursed.
Why can’t we live here?
Hospitals have always made me nervous
Ever since I was a kid,
I’d do anything to avoid a doctor’s appointment.
The smell of cleaning supplies and fresh linen
Cling to my nose like depression to a broken soul.
The smell is strong enough to make me vomit all over my black jeans.
The plain hallways and…