always on the outside, always looking in
peeking through the slats with a wobbling chin
kept separate for their comfort, never invited
but if I ask why that's an incident incited
i don't care, wearing my armour of indifference
i've never needed people, my sword of intelligence
do you believe me? it's a desperate plea
there is no me, i am nothing to be
i'm not like people and they're not like me
when they look at me, what is it they see?
something like them, but not quite right
i think i'm uncanny valley, i'm a strange sight
my mannerisms are fake and my smile is stilted
my eyes are dead and my voice is twisted
my friends are few and they know me not
nobody can know that inside, i rot
they say one thing and mean the opposite
but i'm the bad one for calling the truth of it
every conversation i say the wrong thing
they glance at each other, they laugh and it stings
i've tried to be like you and it just doesn't work
i've tried to be social but to them i just lurk
i'm a ghost in a corner, listening to conversations i can't hold
slowly everyone circulates away, i think i make the room cold
i'm everyone's acquaintance and no-one's friend
no-one's lover and everyone's trend
i don't know what you want from me and i assume i never will
and i'll probably intellectualise it until i finally lay still.
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 3:17 PM UTC
I don't want to hurt anybody
And I don't want to hurt
I can't talk about it openly
But I don't want to skirt
I love you, I'm sorry
I tried not to fall
But my white cat, you get me
You phase through my walls
And if my babies don't have your eyes, honey
I don't think I want to get that call
I wish I could be your best friend, baby
But I want you to be my wife. That's all.
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 8:43 PM UTC
I want to share something important with you.
I want to make and split a big, hearty stew
I want to free you from the world's dread
And I want to cut in half a fresh loaf of bread.
I want to make soup for all my loved ones
And pour all my love into its taste sensations
I want to make pie, filled with sweet berries
Topped with cream and blessed by fairies.
Here at my table there's plenty to share,
So please, you're not intruding; pull up a chair.
Feb 24, 2022
Feb 24, 2022 at 2:56 PM UTC
Longing for the old days
Simple days
Times when you could ask "what's this song?" a hundred times
And every time, in reply:
"Darude sandstorm"
Aug 14, 2021
Aug 14, 2021 at 12:00 PM UTC
Looking at a life through the shattered wine glass
One of my earliest memories of you,
Understanding with no words or thoughts that you were going to die one day
And yet I still wasn't ready.
You drank to still your thoughts
And finally, they are still.
Aug 9, 2021
Aug 9, 2021 at 7:20 PM UTC
I don't like the way men look at me.
"It's because you're beautiful," says my mother
I don't want to be beautiful
I want to be a person.
Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 5:44 AM UTC
the greatest liberty of all.
it is an honor to be called to action.
she helped her parents and siblings first
they didn't understand initially, but that was okay
out on the front lawn they sat
a message of freedom they relay
she made the house look clean and tidy
put the flag out on the lawn
everyone dressed in their best
she was going out to join them
when the tv flashed again
it was a hoax. we apologize for the confusion.
confused at first
then she understood
that's just what the enemy wants us to think
it is an honor to be called to action.
it is an honor to be called to action.
it is an honor to be called to action.
Jan 20, 2020
Jan 20, 2020 at 10:11 AM UTC
if i lie in the grass and stay there
will i be overrun with vines and bugs
will i rot away
will i become the earth?
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 5:51 PM UTC
if i sit in the dark and stare into the nothingness
sometimes I can pretend I am not me
and the world is not as it is
when I look into the dark
does it look back?
i pretend I feel the world around me fall away
I am nowhere
I am everywhere
i am nothing
i am everything
I am not here anymore
when you look into me
will I look back?
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 5:33 PM UTC
running down a hall no end in sight
doors line each side, all shut, all locked
they all look the same where am I going
where am I going
where can I go
what is there to do but pick a door and try to break it open
ill try until I give myself a concussion
at least then I don't have to be present for this
Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC