head is so sick

praying to borrow a more open mind , . stand up for values but others deny , . do i belong and when will i lose sight , . our common purpose is lacking my

cries , . friends , . where did they go , . thought i was social but no , . i might implode , . blow up control , . rolling in lucky charms ’till i swallow them all whole , .

left with a big empty bowl , . , . , teachers and gurus revive , . i overdose , on selfish desires for personal growth , . don’t see the point if i’m naturally

veering off cross-country roads , . don’t trust a soul , . roll up at night and debate the furlough , . i’m unemployed , . count on one hand , who i haven’t trolled , . stab me with

spokes , to punish the good in me i don’t appreciate those who are close , . , . , are you expecting a positive spin , . like me to paint on a grin , . well my ad-

-missions are bruising the gimps , . illnesses escalate when i peek in take a glimpse , . hiss , . criss , . cross on a limb , . scar tissue faint , . they’re synonyms , for

harsh igloos that i retreat to when mechanisms , . lock in their pin , . i’m just a blip , . trying to be what i’m not , a kid , . told to mature before i could res-

-ist , . , . , begging for interruptions , . then they arrive , . as a conflict , . pillaging others’ supplies , . survival of the fittest , . handing you

famine to release bacteria i’m contagious , . head is so sick

– D K T