I shot out of the womb today some time ago, and hit the wall of the hospital room traveling 78 mph, shattering every bone in my body and crushing my underdeveloped organs upon impact.
I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.
Die
I tried
I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.