they called me crazy
for refusing to pick flowers
for saving spiders from the kitchen
and for talking to birds rather than humans
they called me crazy
for clawing at my wrists
for eating my own words
and for tearing out my hair for allowing myself to feel
nothing ever satisfies
when you worry about the endless amount
of "they"
and "them"
and what "they" think
nothing ever satisfies
when "they" meet your demons
and "they" make a home
in your own ******* ribs
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 8:00 AM UTC
they called me crazy
for refusing to pick flowers
for saving spiders from the kitchen
and for talking to birds rather than humans
they called me crazy
for clawing at my wrists
for eating my own words
and for tearing out my hair for allowing myself to feel
nothing ever satisfies
when you worry about the endless amount
of "they"
and "them"
and what "they" think
nothing ever satisfies
when "they" meet your demons
and "they" make a home
in your own ******* ribs
