My eyes glaze over again
I don’t remember who I am here.
Stuck dissecting the parts of myself
I should already be familiar with
But my own body is unknown territory.
My own mind is a place diluted
With good intentions
And outlined in animosity.
Who should I be in this moment?
Who am I to those who love me?
Seems only a luxury of chaos.
Seems only a burden of memory.
My neck is stuck out for all of them
But they cower in the corner of my problems.
And I have no way left to solve them.
I have nowhere to go but down it seems
And everyone just keeps ******* pushing me.
I’m tripping over boundaries as if they aren’t there
Because I do not know the correct place to set them.
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 1:34 PM UTC
My eyes glaze over again
I don’t remember who I am here.
Stuck dissecting the parts of myself
I should already be familiar with
But my own body is unknown territory.
My own mind is a place diluted
With good intentions
And outlined in animosity.
Who should I be in this moment?
Who am I to those who love me?
Seems only a luxury of chaos.
Seems only a burden of memory.
My neck is stuck out for all of them
But they cower in the corner of my problems.
And I have no way left to solve them.
I have nowhere to go but down it seems
And everyone just keeps ******* pushing me.
I’m tripping over boundaries as if they aren’t there
Because I do not know the correct place to set them.
