I hate this tiny house
I hate this tiny life
I hate my tiny mind
I'm wasted as a wife
I love my little scribbles
But they never get me far
I start, then stop, then start
It's like I'm in a war
A war against myself
I don't really want to try
Cos what if I am shit?
I just think I'd die
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