Out of sight out of mind
Close the door out of line
Why did you say that
What the fuck that’s not nice
That’s not the way u treat guys
That’s a good joke
You’re joking right
Hahahaha wait is it a joke
Or was it what I just said
Am I wrong or is this in my head
I can’t take in all the things
What have I just read?
My thoughts as I go to bed
Just writting about how I feel
When a situation feels unreal
Is it what I felt or what I feel
Do I know this is my own skin
Or does it just feel like a different body I’m living in
Is it the drugs, the weed, the alcohol
That’s making me feel like I’m out of it all
Out of my mind
Im going insane
Feeling like a fucking video game
Feeling like I’ve got to control
Every little inch
Whack a mole
Whack me out
of this skitz life
Im thinking about
I don’t even know what to think
Published
Poetry by Taylor 