Got the shitties. Not the poopy kind.

I've been lost
surrounded by cotton
nothing hurts enough
the nerves are
so
dull

so
fucking

dull.

I want things.

I thought I did.

I'm ashamed
of being human
and female
and sometimes
typical.

I'm a child
confused.

I'm self-centered
but I'm not important.
Nonexistent.
Ineffective.
Defective.

I've lost connection.

Life

It's so more worth living
When fucks are not given.

BOOM!

Me.

I'm better than I've been.
This outpouring of crap.
Nonsensical soup of sighs.

I'm going for a walk
to see the world
and fall in love with
me.

That's right, bitches.

ME.

OPEN

I want to scream.
I have people
out there
I know I do
Connections
Soul brothers and sisters
Why are you all
Sleeping
When I sit here
Drunk and
Awake and
Lonely
?

Fucking
WAKE THE FUCK UP
MUTHAFUCKAS

I'm more open than a fucking
7-11,
And I've got better shit than
SLURPEES.

Tonight

Decimated.

It's
so
good.

So much
lines up.

I'm putty.