You can’t compare yourself
With the unbroken girls
Surrounding you
You already shattered
Creating
A new form
Of beautiful

-jt

Big eyes that look at me,
eyes that feel like home.

Green eyes that cries about me,
when I'm not around.

Green eyes that I miss,
when you decided to close your eyes.

I'm not sure if the sun came up
I haven't seen it shine
There's something wrong, I think I'm stuck
I'm running out of time

I'm not sure if I'm still awake
I think I might have drowned
There's nothing here, it feels so fake
I think I'm falling down

Stick me in the washer
Spin me round and round
Put me on a cycle
Till my waste is found
Run me on the treadmill
Chase me up the hills
Look after my well being
Take the bitter pills
Look at what I’m eating
Only healthy food
No wine or whisky and certainly not;
No being rude!
Life’s about to change
I’ve to be a new man
Three stents in my arteries
I’m drafting up a plan
I’m thinking of a six pack
And growing new dark hair
Refreshing all my teeth and gums
And going round quite bare
I think I’ll be an icon
Like George or John or Paul
And spread the words of peace and love
From off the subway wall.

I ripped my skin open
Spilling my secrets and blood on the floor.
But it made you uncomfortable
I was too open
Too raw
Too much.
I apologized
As I covered up my insides
And sewed myself back together.

I am my own masterpiece
flawed and broken
but unique and irreplaceable.