Have you ever been in public, and you just want to cry so bad your teeth hurt?
And people pass you,
And you think, "What if you could see behind my eyes?"
And they don't and you're relieved
But also disappointed.
And your fingernails and the tips of your hair
They burn with pain
And it makes no sense because
You know they are dead.
But they hurt like hell,
Anyway,
And your eyelashes feel like somebody's pulling on them
Real hard
They hurt, too,
But your eyes refuse to tear up for it
And you're relieved
But also disappointed.
Does that ever happen to you?