Heya guys
so that sweet sweet constant nervousness and panic is back at it again
I don't want this
so I have another poem because Im suffering
oh by the way
here's a special deication to my mother, for controlling what I do and making me a paranoid mess
Camera
Red lights the color of rubies
Looking you through and through
Watching every single move you make
Watching every single breath you take
Choking you, watching you with that little red eye
Feeling like there's an endless black without a sky
when the cameras are watching
Why do the cameras enjoy me so
I'm not a star, you know
But oh well I say
I guess I
I'll just take all of the blame
Sorry if this makes like, 0 sense, i'm angry and tired right now and I need rest