my skin is not mine
and neither's my thoughts
who am i? what am i?
is anything even real?
i feel suffocated
underneath layers of flesh
i need to get out
i need to get out
i need to get out
i need to get out
YOU ARE READING
just some of my shitty poetry
Poetryreally guys the title says it all tw: self harm, death, mental health, blood mention
