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UntitledThe unknown the hidden and the painless.
She is shy, often misunderstood and often misunderstanding the reasoning and hidden thoughts of those around her.
Avoiding contact, fearing hurt that may not actually come.
A static identity bending her own words and feelings to fit the likes of those around her, not knowing who she really is.
Where do the inserted thoughts end and truth begins?
Resorting to the unfeeling emotions of an unreality as an escape from feelings she does not want and cannot handle.
Masochism, her only other escape.
Control from another to make up for lack of control of herself and a reality she feels is out of her control.
Pain her grounding rod.
one on one conversationsHello says one, another says none, all the while talking to others.
(Red)This is how you should say it according to that, if they do this, but not if they do that.
(Blue) But not according to that.
(Green) but if they said that, it could mean that, according to the context of that.
(Purple, but you if you say that and they did that, that could be perfectly fine to say.
(Blue) but if you do that it could cause that and end the conversation today.
Hello, how are you doing today?
Playing a part in an every day play.
No choice to be given, no casting call.
Just take the part, don't drop the ball.
This costume's not right, doesn't fit me at all.
But continue the part to please them all.
The part now done, but no curtain call.
A temporary escape to a world of Ethernet and pixel walls.
The moon is out, the day is done, its time to rest.
Tomorrow you will do your best
To please the rest.
At the expense of your identity.
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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