I want change.

I want the outside to match the inside

I want to stop eating, no longer in food confide

I want the outside to look like a complete mess

I want to get my heart off of my chest

I want to wear it on my sleeve

I want to be perceived

I want to be alone in a cold, frozen, jaded rage

I want to stop treating the world like it’s one big stage

I want to callous the work out skin

I don’t know where to begin

I could get a haircut, maybe X’s shaved into my eyebrows,

maybe that’d work better somehow

I don’t know, I don’t really care

I wanna change in enough of a way that people stop and stare

Incredibly novelty