Thought

the freezing stops at my wrists
the tapping starts at my fingertips
and i am opened up to this place
in which i analyze my day to day
because even with all the flowery productions
it's not so bad
but sometimes I make it seem worse
where am I going?
my purpose?
I still need to finalize some things.

Alienated

A certain standard
Shards of glass
Reflected societies image
Rightfully your heads in it's place
Socially awkward
Why does it have to be like that?
Questions go unanswered
Can't change peoples opinions
Alienated
Shoved into a corner
Put on the highest shelf
Pushed inside the bottommost drawer
Reaching out is useless
Standing your ground
And they turn the other cheek
Big deal? Not really
Put yourself in my shoes.