​I need to be perceived

I need to be digested I need to be consumed I need to be reflected I need to be carried to term Or I need to be cut out entirely

No one’s meant to stay here This in between is no home It’s meant as a stepping stone Made up of only sharp and jagged edges Why have you left me here?

Home is now only a quiet place Despite how hard I try But isolation can only half hold me And all I can hear in this beautifully barren place Is the echo of my own loneliness

Looking down the way I can see reality splinter Almost like a kaleidoscope Chaotic, broken but somehow beautiful and brilliant I can understand giving in to lunacy in that moment I quickly pull my eyes away

Only to meet yours But they don’t really see me You position me to your liking like a corpse And yet you never let me die

I would run away If it wasn’t so loud If I could trust my legs I’f I knew where to go If I knew how to get there If I had the resources to get there If I knew what I wanted in its place If I knew who I was And so what else can I do but stay?