I thought I'd write a little,
it might just help
to get my mummy (and me) through this
it might just help.
Why do I have this knott in my stomach?
It never goes away
worried of what might happen,
today, tomorrow, any day...
pretending we are ok,
We're fine & we're getting through
But when we have those moments alone
the pretense gets over-thrown
We sit and think as the knott gets bigger
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