n0t a waste 0f space.

i am not

i am not as fine as i seem

i am not as kind as you think

i simply hide behind long sleeves

you'll never know what i'm hiding.

i am not really what i say 

my thought are giving me migraines

i'm just good at being fake

and okay seems to fill today.

i am lost inside my mind

i'm trying to run from the lies

i can't get free, but i'll try

each day I'm wasting their precious time.

my lungs are fire burning sacs

i should not burn them this fast

i feel like a ghost from the past

i think i may escape at last.

i'm swimming up with fiery breath

trying to avoid my death

but i just need a moment for some rest

before the pieces i try to catch. 

-s.g.