Highly Impersonal

I know (I know)
Unravel a love it doesn’t live here
(Truly I was stupid)
I had planned to devote
I had planned for recognition
Bliss and luck
I didn’t ascend those stairs
So I cannot regulate
I cannot flee the state
I cannot spend without a time to end
I am not that girl from that place
She can truly disregard her hair
Her heirlooms are delicate
No mirrors no shame
Sympathise if she describes a ghost
Her ghosts are cute, they can’t anger u
You can respect something ancient
You can respect something introduced
I am a coincidence
A thesis a thorn in the mail
Inappropriately dressed
Speaking fewer languages
I had heard of pride and visibility
But I am too large too poor too sleepy
Where are you going?
Going home, going home

Me when I was 18.