through my teeth
i say i am fine
i tell myself it is not a lie
not if i really want it to be true
not if i need to believe it
mixing koolaid and hype
it is the dream life
and it is killing my inner child
but i wipe my face dry
and i wonder which inch i gave
that left my back against a wall
and miles ahead is where i started
i look down and my heart is missing
with blood dripping from my teeth
and i am still hungry for more
i am still hungry for it breaded and fried
i am still hungry since i met him
since i have been on a diet
trophetic, limerent, and denied
golden without a shine
through my teeth
i say i am fine.
About the Creator
⸘jason alan‽
:::WARNING:::
i am only responsible for what i say,
not for what you understand.
you may learn to be charmed by my [secret‽] discontent,
or you may not.
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