life
as i sit in this space,
this crowded, expensive, always-late space
i close my eyes and i dont care whos looking
they are so heavy, like little weights attached to my eyelids
my eyes are heavy but my body is wasting away
hip bones cause friction against my jeans,
as my appetite does the opposite of grow
'look stoic' no expression
its not hard, my face is as blank as my mind
the notes circle around in my head,
they are so beautiful and precious
they can never be taken away.
i stare at the cockroach on the floor,
its little legs desperately clutching at the air,
those little antennae winding slowly and sadly
he trys and trys, using all his might
im watching helplessly,
folding my ticket over and over
why cant i help this poor creature
why do i watch him suffer
my weighted eyes search the bus for someone who can see what i do
reading; listening; watching; talking
this creature is going to die and im not doing anything to stop it
i am suffering and maybe im not trying as hard as this cockroach
but i want him to live,
i feel like ive been turned on my back and i cant get up
i can, if i wanted, but ill wallow in my pain
and ill watch as you do too.
this crowded, expensive, always-late space
i close my eyes and i dont care whos looking
they are so heavy, like little weights attached to my eyelids
my eyes are heavy but my body is wasting away
hip bones cause friction against my jeans,
as my appetite does the opposite of grow
'look stoic' no expression
its not hard, my face is as blank as my mind
the notes circle around in my head,
they are so beautiful and precious
they can never be taken away.
i stare at the cockroach on the floor,
its little legs desperately clutching at the air,
those little antennae winding slowly and sadly
he trys and trys, using all his might
im watching helplessly,
folding my ticket over and over
why cant i help this poor creature
why do i watch him suffer
my weighted eyes search the bus for someone who can see what i do
reading; listening; watching; talking
this creature is going to die and im not doing anything to stop it
i am suffering and maybe im not trying as hard as this cockroach
but i want him to live,
i feel like ive been turned on my back and i cant get up
i can, if i wanted, but ill wallow in my pain
and ill watch as you do too.