I have never understood my body.
It is a strange flash
That sits around my thoughts,
Quietly. Sometimes in pain and
Sometimes in fear, or happiness;
My brain decides,
That cruel hole of cells.
I look into the mirror;
There’s my body, someone’s body, a weird object in a reflection.
The mouth screams,
And my soul wants to crawl out;
To fly away,
To be endless again.
My body never felt familiar.
I look at the hands, the feet, that brown hair, those *******
And I think:
“To whom do they belong to??”
The eyes are in shock.
With that heavy question mark
My soul escaped.