Blue-eyes White Yeti

Arguments inside my head
The weight of which I can’t contain
Pour me to the ground
Into a world I’ve found
These Hallways
Like a mouse’s home inside the walls of my state
How could I have ever painted this as only me
When you reside here too
I truly am infatuated with myself, girl
The forest falls apart inside these eyes
Of your sister that I used to hold in mine
Is she writing to me now or am I truly all alone
Who could say when these voices never refrain
No no
Nobody heard me die except for you
(No one, No one)

No one saw me bending over
No one held my falling hair
No one could make out the words sung as I drown above air
Pages of fiction dress us in the finest blue, lucid dreaming
How could I meet them there?
When they don’t even live here now
A ghost inside my head playing tricks on me
While best described and summarized in gender neutral terms
Shaving off birthmarks and documenting little things
It’s all in the self care
Masquerade my body and hold me down, apply the paint
Dye the colors in my eyes to reflect the light I find
Inside the halls of someone else, bpd left on the shelf
Ignored just long enough for us to forget how to cope
Communication, love and trust
Unlearn them all when talking to myself
Nobody’s writing my fucking book
I’ll pour the ink through my own two hands
Take the mask off
Burn the mask off