i have finally learned
i am built for being quiet
i am built for petting cats
i am built for cleaning rooms
i am built for naps and sleepovers
but i am not built
for relationships
i am not built for love
i am not built to last
i am built to be a scream through a screen
and a virtual hug with pretty word
edited, mind you
i was built for when you need me
i can't be used all the time
i am no pair of old boots
i am not a good jacket
i'm not a house
i am not even a room
i am a Styrofoam cup
i am useful once
i wasn't built to keep you safe
i was built for three minutes of comfort
i was built for you to let go
but now i am bent and breaking
because Styrofoam wasn't built for this

look at these girls
sweet girls
pretty girls
skinny girls
sweet pretty skinny girls
pale as ghosts
on all the posts
programmed to make you love the most
lips with a taste
perfect cherries
and bony hands
bony wrists
bony thighs
little do you know
they are beginning to crumble
and fade into the wall
joining the skeletons in their closet
digging their graves with
manicured nailsm
living up to their skin tone