you want to see me stripped on the floor a motor of a girl gasping for breath crawling with her blistered knuckles her wounds harsh and fresh can’t you just breathe in deeply? exhale, then inhale me oh, for your sake baby push it in then leave me diseased you only see a body you only see a body you only see a body you only see my body
—i wish so hard that you would just see me
about how people talk about my body and other people’s bodies. i feel like they only want me for something that isn’t on the inside. this is also for people who are only seen as objects and feel like they can only impress by wearing something or looking a certain way. see us for who we are. we are shooting stars, we are dying to be seen.