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Why didn't I visit my mother in the hospital?

when I got the call, I wasn't stalled you've
been there many times already
I know it sounds petty
and my life situations put me in a box
no aid came to me not even from the clocks
I couldn't come see you
I don't think I wanted to
the question now is why
I can't say because I didn't want to say goodbye
that not hard for me do. I wont even cry
and besides its not your time
we start every conversation with remember
that time
I feel so detached
I feel mismatched
I need a patch to medicate my heart
I already have love give me empathy
make a path for me
so I can feel my emotions
so much internal commotion
I need to fell
Its like I'm living in a glass bubble
causing me so much trouble