inspired by “ladymorgaine81” :: original post
remixed words by “xjaymanx”

smooshed
compressed
under pressure
with no room to move

unaware
less aware than she used to be

–i don’t hear them!–

startled
leaping three feet into the air
or skip-skipping a heartbeat

she can’t help it
she can’t find another outlet
she’s getting angry and pissed
and
crying
again

–i don’t cry in front of other people!–

maybe she’d feel better if things started to go up
yet the higher she rises
the further she falls

maybe she’d feel different if life wasn’t so isolated
surrounded by crowds
but so entirely alone

maybe if she didn’t hate
where she was
so much

maybe if she didn’t hate
who she was
so much

maybe she’d smile
again