malfunctioning, severely
my orchid died
because i was fucking careless
and put it in the sun
i used to know so much about plants
people used to talk to me
,i could talk back ,and everything
[paranoia is like being strangled]
can't talk about it
can;t stand the looks on people's faces,,,

,sometimes i wonder
if i was more open
about the context of my life
would it help people understan?d
why i'm inept ?
people who can be vulnerable
are rare, getting rarer,
and i understand why
nothing can be a secret