your name
rolls off
the tip of my tongue
so easily
I think
I was born to say it
over and over and over

I only wish my first love would have been myself

i stare
and i stare
my eyes are burning
but i can’t look away
from my safety
i can’t live in the moment
i’m so scared
i won’t admit it to anyone’s face but
i’m drowning in fear and loneliness
i have no good friends
people look at me as a conversation topic, not as a person
it might always be this way
and that’s what scares me the most