I hate when my body
Wanders without my mind…
My Body~
I’m a figure without meaning,
Without purpose, breathing undeserved air
Floating helplessly in the world,
I belong here nor there,
I fear I won’t be accepted anywhere.
My Mind~
Hates the lumbering
Lump of skin that is her vessel.
She wants to break free, spread her wings.
A light caught by the dumbed down giant that
Is her body, attracted to the shine of the words she spits,
It simply can’t keep up.
She is a scholar of sorts, philosopher…
She want’s the void of eternity to be hers…
Forever isn’t long enough for her and her words…