I think back on the unaesthetic days
When all I longed for was benevolent
Friends I could hang around with,
Engage in amazing and exhilarated
Conversations, amble down the school
Hallways, deep laughs and sprightly vibes
Knowing what it meant to be connected
With the outside world, but my life
Was significantly more incomprehensible
Than that, coping with disconnectedness
More congruous with an out-of-body experience
Profoundly living within, losing momentum,
Feeling unwholesome, tremendous
Troublesome sensations thickening
Schizzing out, stomach-churning
Racked with pain, believing I could
Be enclosed in their world, to be appreciated
To be exempted from perishing
To know that I wasn’t uncherished
But cherished by them all