She's a floor above me
with other people
laughing and talking about things I know
why can't she know that I know

Nothing has ever hurt more
I can hear the sounds she makes
as she moves around
I want to be the reason for those movements

I love her
But there are a lot of stairs

I hate people
I look at them and I
think about how much
better I am than them.
And then I walk outside
and throw on my face
where I love everyone
and am super nice.
I hate actors

I give up
Every time I see her smile at someone else
When she doesn’t say “hi”
If she doesn’t praise my superiority

She’s a *****, what was I thinking
**** her, she’s not worth it

Then I close my eyes and ignore the real world
My heart and imagination laugh at reason
And I fall back in
I hope she notices me

Love is an empty noose
Still swaying
I got out
But it almost killed me.
Where’d that stool land
I want back in