Lost

I’m away, away from anything
     (everything)
I ever casually coveted or cared about
Pretty preppy
Lining the hallways in lipstick
'No-one cares or understands'
I wish I was made of steel
Instead of skin
     (permeable)
Feel free to fuck me over
I come from NOWHERE
A town where we know what
     each other are thinking,
And we never have to find out
'Shut up, you don’t know me'
You’re a limiting factor
     in this equation
One where no-one
     (listens to my music)
     (reads or writes)
     (comprehends why or how)
UNDERSTANDS
     (shallow)
You fucking strangers!
Your idiots’ eyes, inconsiderate stares,
      casual conversations and
      pre-emptive prejudices.
You are here.
I am not.
I am
      (inside my head)
Somewhere else.

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