I have feelings too. I am still human. All I want is to be loved, for myself and for my talent.
I know nothing and my heart aches.
when someone’s flaws are not flaws in your eyes, you’re fucked.
Take my heart
take my bones
take this skin— that
I’ve never felt attached to.
Oh, dear stranger,
how I long to be connected
to something beyond this world.
I stay up every night and ponder
my existence and this limited time
I was given; it can’t true that I have
just woken up 24 years ago because
I feel the dirt of history in my bones.
There must be something
that these transcends this human flesh
and meaningless thoughts.