News headlines talk about
people attempting
“The Birdbox Challenge.”
When in all reality,
we are all stumbling through life
blindfolded.

And the real irony here
is that,
people are too blind to realize
they are already blind.

Drifting in and out
Conciousness is fleeting but
She's still beautiful

I learned my limits
now I'm learning how to bend
so I can break them

sometimes. i live in my head so much.

i look in the mirror and
surprise!
i'm an actual,
physical being. (whaat?)

and when someone comes and speaks to me,

"you...you can see me?"

If you want me to leave
Then why would you tell me to stay
Don’t try and confuse me
You know that’s that **** I hate
I can’t wait till summer
When I can sleep outside
The sound of crickets chirping
A switchblade between my thighs
You know if I left
It would be the last time
So just let me go
If all I’m good for is lies