You have all these thoughts swimming in your brain. You try to make sense of them but the instant you try and hold on they wriggle away and you are forced to chase them. These abstracts thoughts that make you pull your hair out, that make you smile when no one can see you, that bring tears to your eyes. Those thoughts that won't go away no matter how much you think about them. Those thoughts that you put to paper and don't look the same, they look superficial and faker than a plastic Barbie doll. Those thoughts that make you, those thoughts that break you. The thought you can't share and the thoughts you blurt out in the middle of the night when your sister is already half asleep. And you wonder, are you the only one with those thoughts? Are you the only one who has acted on those thoughts? You start to wonder if those thoughts are real and when they get translated into emotions you wonder if the emotions are real. You file the thoughts in separate areas of your brain and pick them up when you're alone, in the dark wishing the storm would pass. Those thoughts that haunt you even when you're outside and the sun shines on your skin like honey.
Those thoughts. Those thoughts. Those thoughts.
Those thoughts. Those thoughts. Those thoughts.
