What Are You Trying to Say?

And so goes the final bit,
Another quick bow as I indulge another hit

I have a noose that’s been sitting inside my closet

Three months in,
And I don’t know, I don’t know

The feeling has been weighing me in
I cannot afford to feel new again

By then, by then
I still wouldn’t know

I still wouldn’t know where to begin

This poem is about: 
Our world

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