This is me as an infrared burrito because we are the places we go when we are scared.
We’re the people we wander with, yeah,
but we’re rly the ones we go home to.
You’re who you are when you’re naive,
when you’re surprised,
when your lungs are laced up and ur chest is tight and every anxiety that you and darkness could conjour is buzzing around inside, banging at your ribs, trying to get out.
That’s you too.
It’s you hoarse from trying to scream JUSTICE and the void seems to keep swallowing it and when the anger and guilt and confusion hits u too deep to raise your voice.
You’re also who you are when you catch a beat and didn’t even realize you were dancing or, more erratic yet, smiling.
You’re so beautiful. You’re powerful.
Be careful with all the little bits of you.
It’s important now and today to live on purpose