Blink

glass bones and paper skin, 

( I hang onto this )

My Pitiful existence, like a dewdrop on a spider's web 

ii. ( Really i want nothing )

More than to just fade away with the rising of the sun 

; with everything i know and have become used to 

Are all these little things that are part of me

Now 

iii. Ive been waiting for a realisation that will never come, 

And maybe, ( just maybe) , if i could i would 

carve out and bite my own heart 

Because i am a girl made of blood stains and atomic waves, and when i blink i hide all the glitches that shiver, that shudder like water on an electric screen, eclectic dream, 

The fissures that colour my spine 

iiii. i wasnt built like a robot, to talk with automated words that make no sense, to me, 

I was made to s c r e a m, 

i wasnt made to hide behind paper wings, a whisper on your puppet strings, 

Held together by the words of everyone else pushing against me; 

                         i'll fall i'll fa(i/l)l i... 

iiiii. ( i was built to f l y )