Shuffling in, shuffling out
My laugh is too loud for grace
I hold it back for them
I only want to be enough
My screams silently suffocating
The bubbling in my gut
Jack hammer In my chest
Never lets me sleep
The sunrise is different now
Eyes stolen and replaced
I don’t want to be sad
My reasons are dead
Push the corners of my mouth
Back into their place
A smile born out of wedlock
I’m crying again
Tears of joy are foreign
What do you do with them
Maybe save them up
Buy something shiny and new
Wallet full of water
Window shopping for a future
Not sure what style I want
But my soul does.