I survived! I survived! I survived!
I made it through your loops and threats,
and I lived through aloneness
I cannot explain in words,
and I survived! I survived! I survived!
Idols and lip-syncing,
I danced through the ink on your palms,
and someone called me amazing!
Someone fucking called me amazing!
And I'm alive! I'm alive!
I'm still here!
YOU ARE READING
Train wreck!
PoetryThe only reason I have a roll of toilet paper in my room is because I'm sick and my family never has tissues in the house and I am very proud of myself for that.
