sometimes i'm invisible
other days i'm invincible
i'm unseen, indisputable
so i’m indestructible
but please give me love
or i'll turn so distraught
if i can't fly high enough
to be noticed or caught
so i put up my hand
hoping that when
i do, you'll see me and
my fear will finally end
pick me! pick me!
hoping that you will see
that i am so much more
i'm not shallow, i have lore
but i’m not going to shout
for anyone to pick me out
hey, i don’t need a pick me up
thanks, i can fill my own cup
Cut you by mistake But I let it fester And for our sake I should have known better I shouldn’t do more But it’d be unfair to you So I poured Some alcohol on the wound It stings and it hurts And I see
tears like a jeep on the road carrying 2-tonne loads i’m on the verge, so close to letting go, just explode red eyed, is it an infection? no, it’s plain exhaustion mixed with funky emotion anxiety and
dimples in my hand, the grip on my mother so strong but now my fingers have lengthened and i keep telling her, “so long!” fat on my arms is gone, but i still haven’t lost weight the time has slipped a