words

[awinner]

all I want is to be real
but I find myself
running,

running,

running,

in circles

trying to feel

and

trying to deal

but nothing,

nothing

is real,

really.

I’m so full of words.

so full of words

its absurd -

all the borrowed words we borrow

to justify our sorrow

to make us feel

like we are real

but they’re all just words,

absurd

borrowed

words

I love words.