A Game Of Chance for The Escapist

Nothing, but me roping for survival. (during school) Now that summer is here I can finally find a way to write it out properly.

I'm an escapist, a woman (Which my school seems to hate).

a Pansexual, a Latina (They've always got s**t to say).

 I probably have ADHD and I'm struggling with anxiety. 

Getting out of bed is a pain, but that's okay I suppose I'm still sane. 

Homework everyday. It’s never ending. 

My life is far too plain. There are monsters to be fighting!

I feel like I’ve lost all time, stuck in a looped routine

My days are endless with nothing but consistency.

So I ask myself…”Where should I go? And..Who should I be?”

Every night, I close my eyes,

And think about all the ways I might die!

Poison, stabbing, An unfortunate lie.

I’m in serious need of a surprise! But I won’t be anywhere tonight,

Nowhere tonight. 

Up till 2AM still daydreaming.

And if not that, I’m still just thinking in a sense it feels crowded. 

Overthinking. And they’re all saying I “outed” 

When really I'm just living my life.

Holding onto a rope in hopes i'll survive your game.

…that is ..if I play it right.

“Eat three meals a day, no sugar, no sweets”

I forgot again, do I really have to eat?

“Drink lots of water and always be active!”

I’m already drowning and I swear I'm held captive. 

“Be social and always talk!”

It’s hard when being near them is a dangerous card. 

I’m always anxious in social situations

Life is still nameless once you become shameless.