The occasional twitch
Fuck, shit, bollocks, bitch
Push, shout and spit at my mum
Punches aimed and anything and anyone
Marked walls and a broken hand
Tensed muscles and still where i stand
Can’t move because of it
Why is my life so shit?
People don’t want to be near me
Instead they steer clear of me
And just be in fear by me
And laugh and stare
That’s what they do everywhere
In the most awkward places it never forgets
That’s what it’s like living with tourrettes.
^^
I wouldn't either hunny. I would stay close by.
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Willow Heart