the problem

I’m sorry I’m a bitch some days

I’m just in unbearable pain.

I don’t want to let it define or defeat me

But it will always define me to some aspects

I’m a meat suit conglomerate,

Written in my DNA- no my body’s not okay.

Destiny. Des. EDS.

My frame shift is a blame shift that maybe I wasn’t the problem.

My whole life has to be down to schedules

cause if the schedules aren’t scheduled

Then the clock work tickings break down.

A whole destiny that could’ve been won’t be my fate; simply because my body’s to blame.

Extra cautious body

with an extra adventurous brain.