maybe if the walls are decorated
they will make me less sad
maybe when i decorate them
my mind will be focused

maybe if i draw on post-its
with shaky hands
it will make everything less jumbled
and i can breathe when i hang them
why can't i breathe?

maybe if i stay in here
and slowly suffocate
i won't have to grow up
and worry any more

maybe if i don't eat
i can be pretty and light
and i can be loved
and i can have worth

maybe when it's over
my colors will change
and i won't be crazy