Like a splinter I never wanna get out
it’s nagging me to
Do a roundabout and escape doubt by plowing through fields of faux foes
Can you prance?
Or do you dance with confidence because life’s in your midst
And do you gasp? As others rasp,
choking on comfort and habits
Missing moments in this moment
I’ve spoken in silence and shaken my core into res isles since the camera display stopped working
Back tracked to Instax and now
I find snapshots in living
Forgiving self for years spent un health y (broken prisms)
And we keep skating past sadness laughing and pointing
Youuuu can’t get me! youuuu can’t get me!
Because I have absorbed the pain,accepted and deplored it to tell me where it came ,from
And it did.
Insane like mad in a linguistic game
We’re the same.
So now I know what I’ll always know and that for sure