why do i have to feel
everything so intensely
my chest , my poor chest
is torn into a thousand pieces
and at the end, i’m the only here for me
i wanna be dangerous, i wanna be rude
i don’t wanna care about anyone’s feelings
i don’t wanna feel all these emotional waves
up and down and up and down
i’m already sea sick but I couldn’t leave the boat
why did i keep writing these poems
if i had nothing nice to say?
why did i keep living life
like it’s on show
can i disappear now
can i?
t.l.