I'm caught in a net.

All tangled up in your words. 

I thrash around,

Trying to shake off your mixed messages 

Which trip me up like shoelaces tied together. 

When I open my mouth to scream for help,

The butterflies you used to give me escape

And I rise like a bubble


Towards the surface.



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