it is that of my greatest curiosity which have led me to question how a simple, average girl like me could be both weightless and heavy at the same time.
i plan every anchor that grounds me planting them like flower seeds in flower beds, and not cement i drive each steel into school desks at corners and shared beds trying to escape not reality but the worlds i built for myself
meanwhile chanting "i fit in, i fit in, i fit in" among a room full of beating hearts and breaking hearts i conjure distance - tied neatly like a bouquet as i try to stay away
because planting anchors on people is not the most ideal way to stay.