• So I'm officially at that point of the day where i start to feel the boredom seeping in the meaning fall away and the old scars start to peel bringing back the old skin of yesteryear that time when I was happy I remember feeling full so unlike this sedation where everyday I'd smile cuz I was still alive The reason I take and twist these words is really just because without them i'd be blind I can't talk because then no one listens My image is so simple and soilid I'm just the girl with the pretty brown eyes the perfect gymnast body the kind of girl you love and leave except unlike others i never cry I write a poem like that in creative writing school how if i could, I'd mutilate my body just so the world could see without explaination that i deserve to be taken seriously i'm not what it seems there is no face value I'm disappearing in these visions i could really use a friend right now every time i touch myself it feels like a sin I'm terrified of mirrors I despise any imperfections I want to be perfect Not in mind, that's too much to ask In a weird way I like these fucked up thoughts coursing through my veins just perfect in the sense that i would be untouchable I don't want to feel anywhere I only want to breathe in lightening I was thinking i should type up my notebook some of poems on here I feel like I'd have to stay up all night and do it just radiating sleeplessness go to bed, my mom would yell well, they can make me do that they can make me lye down, stay still but they can never make me sleep

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