I know nothing about you
But I'm hypnotized, wanting to learn more
I know your name
But what is your favorite color
I know your pronouns
But what is your favorite song
I know your age
But what is your best dream
I know your hair color
But what do you aspire to be
I know your skin color
But what is your favorite day of the week and why
I know you are nice
But could you ever think about me the same way I do about you
I want to know you
More than our short encounters once a week
Can I get to know you
Please, let me know you
I don't want to know nothing any longer

I laugh
I laugh for those who are lost
I laugh for those who are left behind
I laugh at those who laugh back at me
I laugh for those looking down who lost their ability to laugh too
Because in this world
where happiness is too easily forgotten
There has to be one
one person to take the weight of the world
the darkness and the bad of the world
and laugh

They tore apart your insecurities
leaving your personality—your soul
naked
alone
they ready your casket wearing cloaks of black
sizing it how they see fit
--too small—
but it doesn’t matter
they claim you don’t matter
unclothed soul
you imperfect being
that’s how they see you as
so they bury you
6 feet under everything you tried to forget
Every lie, different, sinful, unclean thing about you
eventually
buried for so long under these for so long they forget
who you really are
they no longer care
who you were
because now, left behind, you are
cold
forgotten
buried
alone  
but breathing