It makes me feel invisible
and for some reason that hurt doesn't make me burn
instead it just feels normal. Because to love is to fear, a feeling
I would rather just skip over. But your ignorance is bliss
in a stale saltine crackers sort of way
it takes me back to childhood sick days when I felt miserable but kind of settled in.
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 6:57 PM UTC
It makes me feel invisible
and for some reason that hurt doesn't make me burn
instead it just feels normal. Because to love is to fear, a feeling
I would rather just skip over. But your ignorance is bliss
in a stale saltine crackers sort of way
it takes me back to childhood sick days when I felt miserable but kind of settled in.