Fuck me in my totality
For if I breath like I have want
Then I must be waiting.
A hesitation that I might go and do
The things I
Set out to accomplish
With the beating of my chest
And a tight brow from
A glare so blazing I ponder my own existence.
What of something I had intrigue
As I was left staring,
Brief echoes of the world above and
The place below I felt against me.
I had wandered slowly, vaguely
Ignoring my own existence.
Barrenly fighting whilst knowing social cues,
Acknowledging full well that
Ain't no one gonna treat me different.