I know you've been there / moments of terror and crazy 

thoughts / when all you want is sleep

You try to shake them / with twenty pages of words that 

don't / say half of what you mean

They're selling everything I love / they're selling 

everything I love



Sometimes, I don't know,

it's like I get so

behind, I just go

"oh oh well...fuck it all."

Days when my alarm

kicks in like a bomb

and I'm up in arms again.

Not again.



I know enough to / mimic the right moves, the wink and 


nod / the smile and dodge

It helps convince them / that these foundations of 

middle class privilege that I have been given are solid 

as buildings

I'm solid as buildings

And selling everything I love / I'm killing anything 

that moves



Sometimes, I don't know,

it's like I get so

behind, I just go

"oh oh well...fuck it all."

Days when my alarm

kicks in like a bomb

and I'm up in arms again.

Not again.



Oh god / I'm not / prepared for this.