Dec 27, 2022
*overthinks my overthoughts of overthoughts*
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Argentina
seen from Uruguay
seen from T1
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Thailand
*overthinks my overthoughts of overthoughts*
street lamp went out
forgot they even existed
started believing that roads kind of glow
something so small & unappreciated
comes from a chain, a web of intricacy
& power.
it comes from somewhere
these little things
Maybe if I wasn’t so soft So downright No good Full of buttons to be pressed
Hot Anxious hands Legs closed too tightly Arms too strong Yet secured by nothing When you reveal the little monsters behind your timid silence
I am a wreck Why must you point out my cracks I AM ALL THE LITTLE THINGS THE REAL ME HIDES IN THOSE ALLEYS THE ONES YOU SNEER AT ON YOUR WALKS THE ONES YOU MINDLESSLY STEAL WITH YOUR FINGERS UP MY SKIRT AND AROUND MY INTERSTATE THIGHS MAPPING ME NUMBERED CORNERS 1, 2, 3 BEHIND THE KNEE SMALL OF MY BACK TREATING MY BODY LIKE A LOCK PICKED AND KICKED APART RATHER THAN A FUCKING MASTERPIECE I DESERVE THAT I AM A WORK OF ART AND SO IS HOW I LOVE YOU HOW DARE YOU HOW DARE YOU THINK YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO SAY I GRASP TOO TIGHTLY