Someone said "why don't you stand up straighter now?"

A mere posture check preluding 24

So I lead with chin blades are tucked away within

And with a puzzled look they said "are you just short?"

And I'm losing weight don't know if it's intentional

But strangers and acquaintances are concerned

And I'm noticing a hollowing as my heart hurts more

And my ankle's touch feels like a Razor hit

You don't want to know

You misunderstand

When you're sick

And on an empty stomach

And it kicks in

Real kind

"Shut it up" I wish that I could point and say but you aren't phased by the cursing and the empty finger wagging

And I wont touch that but you'll offer me a cigarette and fuck that shit

And I'm over it

Laziness limerence

Compounded by your verbal flatulence

Try to say "no nothing" but I hit my head and infrared is alleged to be poor on me

It's unfortunate that city heads city heads flee these sets like they are the plague

And it kicks in

Real kind