Who am I to you? How do you see me? How do I sound? Do you even like me? Are you watching my every step? Are you laughing behind my back? Do you make jokes? Am I the main gossip? Just a false feeling But the fact that I know, doesn't mean I can stop it
Searing pain in the chest, Longing for inclusion, for aid. Rather a stab wound than be subject to, Rejection. Rather I touch fire than long, Yet my eyes wander and nerves shake me, Into the caged mist, Like a cornered animal. Any god would know I attempt, Though I still wade in comfort, Coddled by self mutilation. The snake seeks refuge in the throat, Thrashing as it sinks lower in the body, Slamming each time against the lungs, Desperate to escape this prison, Decorated with dirt and sleepless nights. My breath is stolen by its scales, Bleeding out in mute acceptance.
liquid dawn, headphones, cold, and restlessness pills, tears, and helplessness it’s at times like these that I feel like I’m falling behind, without facing disquietude, medicine short of patience
I hid in the bathroom to spit out my disappointment towards me, always the abomination because I just can't seem to do anything right, what a desecration they knock on the door but I have no breath left to answer could it be because of my pounding? I can't endure the slander
lips lie then pray for attention, for someone to cry for me but that someone is not there, and it's so dark in here
I spout nonsensical filler words in every sentence I speak. I say things, to say something, without Adding any meaning behind it. Because my most exposed, Raw thoughts, Would make this group go silent. I'm not accepted, Unless I wear this filter. It filters out all insightful and Substantial conversation. And replaces it with a slop of words, That make me Feel sick.
The classroom was filled with laughter and joy, And dancing young teens All i could feel though was jealousy and hatred I hate them for being so happy when my world is so dark I hate them for being able to socialize and make friends I hate them for being gorgeous and tall and skinny I hate them for everything that i'm not It makes me mad knowing its not there wronging it's the universe