Giggles
Chuckles
Laughter
Birds
The mocking birds
The birds I don't quite get
Everywhere they go
They mock another bird
Like it's another average day
Or another standard Tuesday

What did those birds do to you?
When do you not be a nuisance?
Why do YOU have rights?

You know what?
I would love to
Hit you
With a frying pan
Approximately 2,387 times
In the head
Around your temple
Until your head
Starts bleeding
But you know
That's illegal
So you're lucky
That I can't!



don't look behind you ! 🫶😋

Talking to the hall of walls
They don't respond, yet I keep talking till I get an answer
Sometimes, they disappear in plain sight
Into their own stories that are in the light
Yet, I think the walls are still here
Casting a shadow over me, there

I'm dissatisfied with my walls of pictures
They aren't talking back to me like they used to
They're making me feel alone and scared for how my future
Is going to look like too

All they do is ignore me
I'm simply m-u-t-t-e-r-i-n-g
Walking through the hall of walls
It's slowly turning to halls of walls as everyday goes by
I'm taking turns that get me lost and frustrated
Nobody is hearing my voice
They won't listen
Ignoring is overrated
My voice is “too soft to hear"
Yet, apparently "everyone” has an open ear

Knocking on the walls simply won't work
They're too cooped up in lala land
Or maybe they're cooped up between the walls of a bottle and a cork
Or they may be busy day dreaming about making a band to make a couple of bands

Whatever it is
I hope they'd stop dreaming
Just so they could talk to me and I could talk to them

I could never say it
People get me jealous
“Jealous, jealous girl"
Just only because
They got your attention
Your attention is supposed to be on me
At all times
I am your girlfriend, correct?
Is it bad that I don't want you talking to other girls?
Is it bad that I want to cling onto you and cuddle you just to prove that you're mine?
Is it bad that I want to feel your lips on mine relentlessly till we pass out just to prove you're all mine?
Is it bad that I want those girls dead?
Is it bad I want you in my bed?
Is it bad that those thoughts of mutilation was on my mind?
I just want you

Why do you enjoy your “homies" holding your hand?
Why do you enjoy your "homies” to touch you in ways that only I should?
I'm sorry I'm boring
I play the same jokes over and over again
I just want you all over me over and over again

So…. If you want to play that game
I'll be kind and take my aim
I'll shoot fire
I'll tell you someone gave me a hickey
I'll tell you someone was touching my ****
I'll tell you someone had kissed me
All just to make you jealous

Love ya!

The spotlight that I stood in
It helped me remember
That people do cherish me
People love me
People appreciate me
People adore me

People may think it's child exploitation
People may think it's child abuse
Just for me
To be the main figure in the shining bright light
Allowing people to watch me sway around the stage
Allowing people to hear my voice
Allowing people to see my creativity
But all it seems to be
Is for me
To get a more attention
To not be ignored
For people to come together to support me
I felt like I was getting lifted
It was dangerous for how high up I was
I felt amazing
My self-esteem was boosting
I felt better about myself
Because all I do
Is doubt myself
To the point where I might commit suicide

I've been isolated
By myself because
I knew that I was horrible
I know I still am
Look how I write
It's terrible
I'm aware
Yet, that small amount of approval is everything
That made me love everything
It brought the fire to my dull flame
Relieving me of my own darkness

I'm glad I had my fifteen seconds of fame
It made me feel better
But now I'm back at square one
I can feel the water spraying my fire down
And I feel kicked off my stage
I feel replaced
I feel like I'm no good
I'm happy I finally got recognized by more than 30 people though 🫶

I can't breathe anymore
The people I trust the most
Keeps choking me
Pushing my throat back
To the point where I have a small hole
To even breathe in

I'm stressed
The thought of me not breathing
Sends me into a shivering
Frenzy
I can't break away
Attached by a rope
Wrapped around my neck
While
choking