It was never personal
so I don’t know why it got me down.
Sad it’s been about me;
I didn’t know what you were up to.
And if you told me,
I’d have pulled the divider from the glass box
and released the pressure,
reclaimed my mental space.
I want my space back.
I want things on this side to
expand and move
freely and I’ll perch on top, move freely too.
Happy it’s coming out,
I needed it all back.
Pressure formed cracks
on outer corners.
I knew I could reverse it though,
If I released the other side
And, I did.
So that’s good.
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