I am not a possession
A number
A piece of property

I may be young
But I am a human
I am alive
And I have feelings

Time is valuable
And I refuse to waste mine

He told me
"What's not to love?"

It's more of a
"Whats not to hate?"

When you trust no one,
The person you trust least is yourself.

In a world without paper
there are no trees
no roots
no tattoos
no love
no ink.

i see everything you never were in the other people

I am tired of being tired

When my brain refuses to sleep

So many different voices

All fighting for a chance to speak

They have needs and desires

Words that must be heard

But the fact I haven't slept in months

Is absolutely absurd

Close your eyes and shut your mouth

Give me silence just this once

I want to sleep

I need to sleep

But if I close my eyes

...The devil may claim my soul to keep...