you can't define
you can't testify
you can't feel what's on the inside
you objectify but you cannot
dissect my mind like you can dissect my intestines
i am not a frog in your eighth grade biology class for you to classify
or magnify
i need my thoughts to nullify
so that i
can mollify the things in my mind that escape through the lips that i want to be made into prisons for the criminals that are my words

how can you say that i can resist the problem using my brain
when the problem itself is just that

it is more than fighting fire with fire
it is desire fighting desire
the desire to be admired
to acquire
what is dire for this shell that holds my brain to not expire


the words that escape my lips are not to be abided by
i am biding time
i will falsify what i feel inside to protect the heart that beats in
your chest
not mine because mine is not as dignified
as glorified as your is in my eyes


but it's not a big deal.
it's not worth your worries
it's not worth your troubles or your cares or your calls or your hurries to ask me if i'm fine because i am
i'm fine
i'm fine
i'm dying inside
i'm fine.


but i'm sorry
please don't take it personal
i was having a rough day