*© dodie

i dance to bittersweet pop songs, singing effortlessly though my voice jumps and spins and isn't pretty

i feel soft and a bit dizzy, and i'm tried of pointless conversations and the gentle teasing that turns harassing

lost souls, coming together, i love them but they drain mine
i try to pick myself up and shut myself away just the same, i curl up in my scarf and pretend i went to bed late
when all i wish for is escape

i want to create beautiful words, scenery painted behind my fluttering eyelids
yet i know my brain is lusting for every single hour i get to catch my breath

dreams are getting deconstructed as they're building up

oh how i want reality to be replaced by fantasies
i'm trying to write but everything is so messy and my thoughts won't come out in a way that's pretty

i hate myself but glance at mirrors
love turns to hate to love and i cry

everything that's going on is a bit overwhelming
can't i feel the same way i did before ?