Outsides on the Inside

dilated pupils tell me so many stories

where are you in life?

i can see all your insides on the outiside

how odd

being untrustworthy was not my intention

i forgot to mention

the hands i was stuck with, another.

i know you’ll never see this

you never deserved what I put you through

never knew who I was seeing

enough to make you shout

i am uninhabited

inside and out

there is so much space between me and my sheets

unable to know who i am

or how i am feeling

i’m trying so hard to find the words to explain

but sadly, i am seemingly unintelligent.