I feel open and raw each time my heart beats it morphs into another emotion along with my thoughts twisting itself into another subject all these loose ends consistently entangle themselves with each other my pen is a mic voicing my thoughts though it can’t quite focus for though i quiet them down still they chime i feel a piece of resentment towards each associate in my life including myself i feel like a visitor in my own body i wonder does the landlord know new cuts have appeared upon her body ?does she know there’s a disconnect between her voice her thoughts? I’d hate to move out so soon but **** this place is weird
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 3:29 PM UTC
I feel open and raw each time my heart beats it morphs into another emotion along with my thoughts twisting itself into another subject all these loose ends consistently entangle themselves with each other my pen is a mic voicing my thoughts though it can’t quite focus for though i quiet them down still they chime i feel a piece of resentment towards each associate in my life including myself i feel like a visitor in my own body i wonder does the landlord know new cuts have appeared upon her body ?does she know there’s a disconnect between her voice her thoughts? I’d hate to move out so soon but **** this place is weird