please don't ever be offended
if i can't spit it all out on the table in front of you
it hurts to keep it inside as much as it does to throw it away
i'll never be alright
i'm sitting here now vulnerable in public as my hands frantically
spend time trying to find the words because my brain
just shut down
i don't want to move but the world feels so hostile
i know i know i know no one wants to do anything to me
but i want to know they want me dead
because that's what i wanted to be in the first place