Fragments.

Static

I always put on headphones to keep the world out

So I can hide away from all of my fears and self doubt.

To drown the anxiety, and help me not be seen;

To keep away the loud whispers, and all the silent screams.

Pretending I am far away is never sporadic,

For my feet will no longer touch the floor, and my mind will float to the attic.

Where the broken hearts and crooked dreams lie

Hoping and praying for the day they'll die.

I do not wish to live in this world,

I wish I was a fictitious and literate girl.

I wish that my life was a well written plot,

And once you got to the last page, it would ultimately stop.

When you closed the book my mind could rest,

And I wouldn't be stuck or sick or distressed,

But I'm here and unsure and surrounded by strangers

Who wrap themselves in scarves and hopes of savours.

But our world is a mess that no one can hide,

We're living in silence, wrapped in falsities and lies.

Why is life so grey, when there's a sun in the sky?

Am I thinking too hard, and writing to fast?

Will I feel like this tomorrow when the night has passed?

The rain never stops, the cold always stings,

And I'm sometimes lost, sitting alone on the swings.

I wish to be funny but I'm afraid I am not.

I wish to be loved, but I'll take what I've got.

My music will keep me alive until it's all overrun.

Until my mind is salt and my body's undone.

When I whisper one last time, and sing one last song.

When it's time for humanity to pack up move on...