Glass Tinted Teal
A cell phone tower buzzing
Like insects trapped in glass
A weight slowly crushing
My existence feels like a mass
I lift up my hands
They move half a second too late
Heavy, attached with rubber bands
It's pulling too much weight
My mirror shows a stranger
Wearing my face with a borrowed coat
A layered voice whispering "change her"
A voice is stuck in my throat
The voices playing through a wall
A wall filled with water
Now the figure in the mirror isn't me at all
I know who I am and it's not her
The bed I've layed in a thousand times
Suddenly staged like a movie set
A book perfectly placed to cover up crimes
When did my own mind become a threat
The colors are screaming one second
Then missing the next
Don't believe this is what I reckoned
My world is too complex
Memories flying past like subtitles
In a language I forgot how to read
I go to check my vitals
I can't feel myself bleed
Time's moving thick
Like honey poured too slowly
Thoughts make me sick
Death suddenly sounds so holy
This consistent hum that forgot to turn itself off
Drilling holes through my head
Following me everywhere like a smoker's cough
Are you sure I'm not already dead
I look at people around me
Part of my knows they are real
The glass is surrounding
I'm behind the glass of an aquarium where everything's tinted teal
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