Here I am

Here I am touching the part the world inflicted on me
Asking for it
To do it
As long I understand it is wrong
It is not the way
The urge to be seen
To be there
To exist

Here I am touching the part the world inflicted on me
As it silently demands
To do what they require
In a sharp
Dry tongue
Be better
Be beautiful tonight
As this self says it is enough

Here I am touching the part the world inflicted on me
Wishing it was different
Wishing I did not have to interact.
With anyone.
Anywhere.
Anytime.