There’s still places, I’d like to see,
People I’d still really like to
be,

A hundredth chance; in theory,
I really love
humanity,

But there’s a voice, in my head,
And it says everyone wants you
dead,

It doesn’t matter, where you have
been,
Nobody gets to go home
again,

So what’s the point, no one will
tell,
They’d rather see you live in
hell

Patiently waiting
There, in the next world, where you
See all coming things.

Feeling warm again:
Clouds, making way for fresh light;
wheels will turn themselves

Antisocial, shy
Or have you lost the hope of
Being understood?

Untold times reaching
Out with grasping fingertips
But invisible

Because I wanted to die
And simply be no one;
As you were saying I just had to try
While screaming how the dishes are never done
Keeping me under your thumb
In this place, fettered,
Can I help it I’m so dumb,
And can hardly read a letter?
Or deign to say a word?
Or to think a thought?
What’s the point when you’re not heard?
And all your wars cannot be fought?
I want to ease the pain I keep
All the ways I try to salve
This heart, but it just seeps
Into another valve
I know you think it’s easily remedied-
For you, there’s no ambiguity,
Turn off your mind and heart
And soothe yourself with cruelty-
But I don’t you think understand
Your own platitudes, “self-worth”,
I don’t want a helping hand,
I want a different earth
To improve is to betray
My friends, who suffer in silence,
So I will stay, true to my own way,
Not abandon my one alliance
I will not get better
I will try my best to get worse
This safe place, unfettered,
I’ll go embrace my curse.

Try your best
To remain unfazed
The world will test
You, leave you dazed
But you don’t have to change
In order to be free
Compromise or rearrange,
Who you want to be
Wear your heart on your sleeve
And embrace the pain
Dream a dream, make-believe,
And cast away disdain