goodbye march 2025

you make me feel so nervous,

    so anx i o u s. almost like i don't belong.

i start to feel my own skin slipping.

      slipping right off my bones.

i see movement from your mouth but 

nothing makes sense and the static in my ears: that begins.

you act so big, so tall, 

like the world belongs to you and only you.

   but quite frankly no one

owes you a damn thing. (not even yourself)

so get off your high horse 

before your forehead 

hits the ceiling and all 

comes crashing down. i've never felt this 

feeling, but you make me so nervous,

so anxious, i swear my skin is slipping

right off

my 

bones.