Life is unexpectedly wild, or maybe it’s wild expectedly.

At first I thought about the body.
Beautiful but cold.
Is it grey or black? Or is it yellow?
I don't know.

So I thought about the hair.
Pretty and a trap.
Might be long or short,
Or purple with red dots.

I thought about the eyes.
Loud and critically.
That's all I've got.

I'm thinking about souls.
I have no words.
I wish of freedom
But all I see are ghosts

So what's there to love?
Maybe nothing
maybe all of this
and more.
I don't know
But honestly,
neither do your thoughts.

Put on a mask
Feel your lips tugging
d
   o
     w
        n
Force a smile,
Because they're watching
Wait until midnight--
Hide behind walls,
close the curtains,
Let the tears fall,
Pretend you're watching
a sad film,
Pretend for the sake
of your parents,
For the sake of your social
life.
Pretend for yourself, or else
you'll realize, just how unhappy
you truly are.