I couldn't turn around with nowhere else to go. 

That image frightened me and tried to steer me home. 

The thoughts un-remedied that swerved a right hand turn. 

Into a destiny away from flames or smoky roads can't see the way back home. 



If you were sent to me to inquire my life's worth. 

It's a quest not new to me admire what life's worth. 

And you can say to me your demeaning human value. 

And that you're stuck with me here demeaning human value. 



A creepy mystic hindrance of dreaming but I'm not sleeping. 

I'm trying to wake up. too hyper to wake up. 



A trailer park eviction of pride taken by a schoolgirl 

Innocent and dumb and somehow haunts me now. 



I could spend the rest of me in a hole that I can't see out 

Overheads, while clutching on to heals. 



But there's a double-standard comfort zone of mediating 

A soul confined to losing roles.