A phone is sold for 600 dollars
That is a small price for instant gratification, constant distraction and a full time job scrolling through a black hole of unfulfilled emptiness
I tap through my apps
Wishing I could tap into your mind instead
Maybe your profile is the closest I will get to knowing you
You are easy to understand through a screen

I turn my phone off
I delete all my apps
I don't want to know you through a phone screen
I want to know you in real life
I don't want to tap twice on your pictures
I want to tap into your mind
Tell me how you really feel
Show me who you really are
Fill me with gratification, one that will last
Distract me with your intellectual thoughts
Let your words fly across the center console of your four door car
I don't want them swimming on my timeline
Let them echo through the reality of the world
Do not pull your phone out
I repeat don't pull it out
It is lifesucking

Show me who you really are
But To start off please lower the device
So I can atleast see your face

I regurgitate my thoughts  and
Immediately reprimand my mouth
For letting the word ***** escape
So badly wishing I could stuff it back in
The words flow out faster than I can stop them
My brain urges me to stop but the word ***** becomes autonomic it switches to autopilot
It self destructs me and continues to speak without my say
The words flow, thick in regret, recklessness and resent
My mind is a garbage site
One that wishes to be cleared
Call that the three r's

Uncontent is how I slept
Rolling in thoughts
Looking for a reason

Imperfections are easy to spot when they're all you see in the mirror
Each reflection is a glaring image of another thing I hate about myself
Projected in clear and honest detail
The reflection does not lie
It does not deceive
It seems to be the only thing that tells the truth

Can't you see what you've done to me
Can you hear it in my voice
Can u read it in the bags of my eyes
Can u feel it in my shaky breaths
In my jittery legs
In the stutter of my steps
Have you noticed the loss of my presence
The loss of my zeal
The absence of my glimmer
Have you noticed the lump in my throat
Do you see the knot in my stomach
Can you feel it in my bones
Have you noticed that theyve shattered--
Along with another *****
Does the world feel heavy to you?
My mind feels a little heavy
Have you seen how much my thoughts weigh?
Can u see it in my eyes
Can you hear my shouts for help
Do you see me drowning
Or am I too far under water
Do you know that you did this to me

Unrequited love

It's hard to balance a scale containing two opposite things right
But doesn't the old saying say opposites attract?
At least that what i try to convince myself
When my side of the scale teeters tremendously lower than yours

Everything fades away
There is an end to everything
There is an end to misery
There is an end to happiness
There is an end to pain
All you have to do is wait
The inevitable never disappoints

Some people stay up thinking about the treacheries of life
Their mind becomes a jumble of thoughts banging on their eyelids like the loudest of drums
Their over analyzation denies them any type of rest
They cannot fall asleep
This leads to insomnia, and sleeping pills come to the rescue
--Me I'm the opposite
I can't stay awake
Reality drags me to my bed,
Under the comfort of my sheets
I can dream whatever I PLEASE about this sick world
Trumps not actually president
The world is a platform for love
Hate is wiped clear of the planet  
Racists realize that color does NOT matter
Humans learn to love eachother with their minds clear of bias
I'm good at something??
The boy I like actually likes me back?!
When I'm in bed I don't want to wake up
It's so much easier living in my head
With colors that fly through my mind like a paintbrush
It's my own drug
Every dream I have is a book that I have published for me myself and I only
there's a little world in there far better than the one out here
I'll snooze my alarm for three hours
And imagine the world how I want it
With my eyes closed to view it in the highest of definitions