Translucent eyelids
I can see right through your bones
and more like a punctured lung
I haven't got much time to waste.
This soliloquy stopped making sense
back when I invented the reason why this conversation had to end.
Just as abruptly as my fondness for human kindness.
Cause I've been afraid of the common cold
I've been a victim of suppressive secrets,
the longest running illness from
the family I owe everything to.
But I won't let this get into my head.
Parched tongues from the desert of your mouth
How lost I've been.
Living is great and nobody has to feel sad about anything ever.
No one wants this,
to be afraid of moving on.
With my priorities inverted like your sense of trust
I'll finish what I started no sooner than you'll end this show.
I'm confident that next to nothing I'm worth something.
I've juxtaposed my life next to those of the casualties
and I realized that I am fine.