sometimes i think i was never meant to be seen like i was a glitch or a leftover thought
people look at me like i’m something to avoid like eye contact with me is a curse they don’t want to risk catching
and i don’t even want to be pretty i swear i don’t want to be special or ethereal or admired
i just want to exist in a way that doesn’t feel like a punishment.
people look at me like i’m something to avoid like eye contact with me is a curse they don’t want to risk catching
and i don’t even want to be pretty i swear i don’t want to be special or ethereal or admired
i just want to exist in a way that doesn’t feel like a punishment.