🦋
sometimes
i wish the world
couldn't see me.
no more judgment
for a disappointment as i,
just my words
and a canvas full of faces
with no eyes.
pages of colors
displayed through letters—
peering into the hearts
of whomever may gaze.
strings to a dance
with all those melodies;
replaying my last words
with a pluck and a slam.
not sure if these will be cohesive together, but if not, hey — it's a mess like me