Nobody understands, they aren’t looking at us
Have you ever felt like your wrist wanted to meet your face
When your brain buzzes “ it will be good for you” ?
Have you ever felt naked with clothes even though
The clouds are the only ones staring, whilst pushed by the breeze
fear makes us freeze
I wish I could shout
But in that case, they are here to listen
I’m hurt inside, I’m hurt outside
Not hurting but numbing
paralyzing
when will this body understand
THEY. AREN’T. LOOKING. AT US?
US AIN’T LOOKING AT YOU
The best part of the beginning
is when they don’t take us too serious
neither when we do to ourselves.
Burst some bottles to the privacy










