□Existing□

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can they stop?

my hands that swing back and forth while I walk

can they stop?

the not so beautiful thoughts in my head

can I stop them?

I want my body heat to be perfect

for me

so I wouldn't have to sweat so much

about everything

so my exsistence would leave no traces behind

or a smell someone would love to forget

regret

is a thing I taught myself to feel

everyday

everything's nor right nor wrong

I still regret it

shoving my face into the mirror

pointing out flaws

that probably do not exsist in the eyes of other

where:

I do not exsist like I want to

or

I do not exsist at all

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