Anxiety kisses me
I have a need to retreat,
instead I give in
I blend into a world I don't believe in
He has nice eye brows
She sweats transgressions
Make believe is kind of my thing
**** me,
**** me over
I detach easily,
there is no gain
Would you like a large fry with my pain
I have a head filled with old angst
Angst that seems to gravitate
Walk by me, I am today
I dissipate like rain,
noticeable but nothing to gain
Happiness is the chase
We have no frames, no imprints
An unnoticeable fame
I have a crayon crown stained
No presents
I can't be tamed
I combined two of my old poems and more.