just venting

i keep biting at my hands again

not fingertips

like a normal boy

but i grip the claw with my jaw

hoping something might come out of me for once

i don't like

how self pity sounds

but i

have no control

over my body

over my soul

i

have no control

i have been taking a backseat

for a while

and im scared to find out how else

i am helpless