lilianpikabear

it isn't like i'm lazy or anything it's just that the thought of getting lost in a crowd of ten or more people makes me want to puke. this is not just some stupid little hang-up that you can joke about when i'm digging my fingernails into my palm so hard that blood is drawn as we walk through school hallways so packed that it feels like we're suffocating from too much oxygen but i just grit my teeth and laugh "yeah, i know, i just don't like being around people sometimes." but you know, there's just something about the way my mother says "go out and have a life and stop looking like the world betrays you every day" that makes my stomach

I apologize for my poetry For its utter lack of sincerity For taking and stating views That no one even asked of me That ,though my words try their hardest That they'll never understand The pain they try to express... The feelings they make bland Through my attempts to describe The tears that I'll never cry, The small fears placed Upon the wings of flies In the hope they can be swatted away. I apologize for my poetry For its utter inability To protect you from its own fallacies. I apologize for my art For its utter lack of heart It asks for to believe in it Begs for you to love its message And offers to comfort you And advise you on damage