youre youre

your eyes arent like

staring in any cosmo

your spine 

is broken youre

twisted and your

stupid knees- knotted knots with

your dumb hop in your

walk

your hair remains-there

youre not special, youre no royal

dont walk me

anywhere 

don't come when i say

its

fine

i call u all week

youre too idly numb, cant see

 im here

you have no eyes

will you ever 

see? will you ever 

be?

anyone

im yours and your blinded while my arms embrace 

your skinny rib

cage

and youre my ball and my

golden chain

youre my lightning

and your also the falling bullets on my head

youre my ember floating away to burn my hair

youre so...

youre so this and that

youre youre

and im im

Author's Note

im open to any responses
what can i do better maybe idk