hereiswhereikeepthem:

I am confused about being a human.

Make me a sandstorm,
a streetlamp,
a sidewalk.

Something,
anything,
nothing.  

I put myself here,
I pry myself out.
Pull me out!
I’m within.
I’m without.  

I am confused about being a body.
Make me a savior,
a songstress,
a song.

O, Stars,
Stars, make me something!
Something or anything,
nothing at all.