I just want to be a shoulder
Or maybe an ear
Maybe I’m just in the wrong place
Trying to do a job
I’m not seen as fit for
Fingers can’t be toes
No matter how hard they try
Who put this mannequin together?
Tag: Shoulder
Glue
Even though
She’s the one breaking
Most of the time
She holds me together
When I cry
She gives me her shoulder
I lie on the resting place
Of her own tears
