So caught up in it
I'm not even sure what I'm looking at
Anymore
The same tiny shoulders on the same tired frame
It's exhausting
Sometimes I feel like I'm reading a book upside down
The pages are turning before I've even finished reading
And I'm not even sure of what I'm really seeing
This week I'm sunken in
My eyes are heavy and my arms are small
Everything about me
Looks stolen away
Tomorrow I'll feel massive
Bigger than the room
Filling up the space I'm in
I don't fit and I can't breathe and everything hurts
Parts of this are so small that I can't see them
Some of them are far too big and I'm too close to read it
I'm struggling to find anywhere for my bones to be
So caught up in it
I've lost the game cause I forgot I was
Playing it
I'm not even sure who I'm looking at anymore
She is me and I am her
But she's not I and I'm not her
And I'll never be
