Maybe I am the overrated one and love

Is not the problem

Maybe I’ve been seeing it wrong this whole time

I want to stop being so petty

I figure this could be a great way

To start

Self preservation is cowardice and I can’t believe

I’ve succumbed to it

Maybe I think of eyeliner as more than just a beauty product

It’s a mask

People wear the clothes that they do

To cover up or expose

The parts they want hidden

Or the skin

They want others to see

Maybe my chatter, my constant need for words

In the air or written on paper or these right here

Hold a deeper meaning that nobody has ever taken care

To notice before

Silence sucks to me because I don’t know if it’s my fault

I can’t help but squirm and I hate it

I feel powerless so I try to lead a conversation instead

It’s a wonder how I prefer the company of people who don’t like me

To that of an emptiness all around

My sister got a second hamster after having to bury the first

I respect that

She knew what she wanted even with knowing that the end

Would ultimately lead to more hurt

It’s strange where my thoughts can lead see,

I was going to write about underrated love but

Now I want to add stuff about how

Voices screaming for validation drown out that one

Voice of reason

And how late it is

I really am a fucking hypocrite

Alright, back to the main topic

“It’s just a social construct”

Point is, I need to stop getting into my friend’s heads

Assuming I’ve got the ability

Because I’m wasting my breath

Trying to convince them of things that I’m not totally convinced about

Maybe I’m trying too hard to protect myself