our Converses are like the spectrum of our
Technicolor predicaments:
repression – depression
nervosa overload
obsessive && obsessive com(pulse)ive
panic /eating/ and mental disorders
spit out
puke up
throw around neon insults
like tag on acid.
and hear our petty problems but
don’t acknowledge our
home-baked solutions
burnt red from the blood soup
boiling in our veins
and frothing out every pore
because we are teenagers
and we need to crack
to become broken.
beautifully.
Gold trophy winner
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