I’M FINE
my reflection troubles me a cognizance, a big deal a world caged with bars of steel can I even explain how I feel? I’m fine, but I’m not okay my world spin like the disc jockey fully bothered but look less troubled my worries consistently gets doubled at the verge of insanity already losing touch with reality stretch a hand and see if I will bulge my sanity has left its cozy spot of lodge a rolling stone gathers no moss like a steel coin I toss a rush of blood to my head just let me be, it’s not something to weld soothingly, my smile mask a mockery an empty print in a won lottery my energies drained, a flaccid battery can I be self-charged for assault and battery? @talk2leigh (X & insta) 8:34pm 27 May 2026
