I sit here and
d r o o l
The bright lights
shine down on me
and make me feel like
a microscopic bug,
so fucking insignificant.

Then you stick your
fingers
i n s i d e
of me,
"We just wonna
taste your temperature"
you say.

"I have to go!"
Going
G o i n g
where the fuck does
everyone go when they have
to go?
Please tell me.

I sit here and the clock
t i c k s and t o c k s

You know I maybe be nothing
I maybe be nobody,
but these are
my
screams
my
tears
my
blood
me,

and even though I drool
and even though the clock ticks
.... and tocks.

It's me,
it's all me.
Even when the walls fall
d o w n
and crumble and powder
my walls,
falling down
for you.
Its still me.
JustMe

- Antony

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