i / am not your concern / the world will still turn

we were meant to be loved

i did this in the naive hope that it would be better
that my soul would be happier
less crushed
more nurtured
respected
enjoyed

lies, all of it
maybe it's just another episode
but i'm not okay
i'm not happy here
even the little things don't make me smile
i'm over it

i see stealth everythwere
anger or disappointment
controlling fists grasping at my throat
perching on my shoulder
"you're doing it wrong" she says

i just want to go home.

i'm sensitive and i'd like to stay that way