Overwhelming
To many hands
On
Me
Life is abusive
Intruding on my
Reclusiveness
Introverted
Designer mind
Maxing out on
Antidepressants
Storing
Opening
Closings
Like if a brain
Was a purse
Am I a person
The darkness has no curfew
Inside my
Statistics
Life just ain’t what it use to be
Or maybe
I’m not use to
This new life
For me
Evasive to open arms
Gambled on backstabbers
Or if they are not
“We all”
Isn’t the genre I’m apart
Of
I had my hand down in class
Whenever life’s teachings asked
Us
“What do you want now”
I thought I knew
What exactly I wanted then
If I knew then
The horrible things humans
Mentally
Can do now
What I know now
I would have barricaded my
myself
my emotions
Behind my enemies lines
Your the one who caused my
Problems
Then the blame game
Ensued
Leftovers of me
I’m the one who will fix this
Over
Over
First dance will be fire
Then on crushed glass
Befriended hot coals
Then I
Walked over I always Notice
Know one at the end
Of my path
As I got closer
The people
Those loving
Abled bodies
You know
Those who’s
Told
Over
Over and again
“I’m hear”
Where noticed visine
Clear
Know one there
So I know where
Stand
Where know one
Is
I never expect
Anyone to know
Where my
New
Know
Where
Is
Where I bear my
Own oxygen
My own air
Ya
Im right there
