trying to be perfect
trying to fit in
you say i need social graces
so i can be happy
social graces are i dont even know
its just a way to make us fall into a coma
a coma of anxiety
depression
loss of hope
loss of love
so who cares about social graces
dress me up
give me pink eye shadow
give me social graces
give me a tiny dress
give me some etiquette
but i dont care
cause i'll be in this coma for the long run
YOU ARE READING
i used to know people
PoetryPoetry in a light, heartbreaking, yet simple form. reckless, fearless, and all of the above
