All eyes to the stage

you can watch her claw out of her skin

I wasn’t expecting addiction to be a blanket, a balm, a salve

I wasn’t expecting it to to be an answer to a question I never should've asked

I wasn’t expecting something that felt like mercy.

I was cold, then I wasn’t, one too many times.

All eyes to the stage, an illusion or a balancing act?

Didn’t expect it to feel familiar, like a nickname

Even when you shake it it rings in your head

I wasn’t expecting it to feel like friendship, where even the shadows make you less lonely

All eyes to the stage, she’s building a chrysalis, or a shell

I wasn’t expecting it to weigh so fucking heavy

it’s no heavier than the word recreational, I suppose

I wasn’t expecting it to cling to my bones

winter weight just won’t leave, how could it?

I wasn't expecting its strength

I’ve been so brave before,

But it is self conscious doubt

childhood fear

My achilles heel is my self.

All eyes to the stage

See the unpainted lady

Once in a dream I was whole

Get your eyes off the damn stage, can’t you see that’s a person up there?