emilybrien
In the distant land of China
You're my very last reminder
There's a home I'll soon return to
Can't win without defeat.
In this sinking, dying alone-ness
You're the only one who's honest
Pull me on until I fall through
You make me complete.
I work so hard
To plan an outfit
And yet, so far
No one's noticed.
These are the unintended consequences of our well-intended actions;
The horrible non-fictions of our man-to-man-made factions.