16 Eliza McLamb

Your girlfriend wants to take me to yoga class
And you want me to stop cutting myself in the bathtub
The hospital wants to let my mother go home
I said "I won't give consent for that over the phone"

I smoke a big bowl in my car all alone
I get really high
And cry to a stupid song
I work at the mall where I sell nice perfume
I say "this one would be lovely on you"

You corner me daily in the kitchenette
You say "have you eaten enough today yet?"
And I always say yes and we know that I'm lying
I let you fall silent
We pretend that you're trying
"I don't know what to do with you"
You say it often
Almost sounds like a good excuse
For doing nothing

I call the police on my mom again
I bring her yoga pants
Without the drawstring in
I buy another plant for the corner of my room
I don't think it'll make it but I guess I'm speaking too soon