when i sit
at a table
with people
i know
dont want me

when i drink
can after can
cup after cup
of electricity
and anxiety

when i dont
want to go home
but cant stay
here

when its after one am
and im still crying
out of my eyes
and out of my arms
and my legs
and my stomach


when i want to run
in all directions
at once

when i sing

when i speak

i feel
myself crawling
out of my skin