I just realized
I’m 3 mental breakdowns away
From going to a hospital
To spend all my days
Some scars on my neck
Add to the package
Along with grippy socks
And emotional baggage
A blue-greenish gown
And some coloring books
Some fellow gays
A bendy pencil I took
I’m missing my shoelaces-
It’s zip ties instead
I feel like soon
I’m gonna lose my head