picking up the pieces
you can't turn me on and off
like a lightswitch
i don't work that way
you're hot you're cold
you're unpredictable
it's wearying to live in limbo
i'm the elastic that's been stretched
till it can give no more
my compass has lost its north
i no longer know what i feel
if anything at all
i'm the candle without a wick
i'm spent and empty
hollow and fake
i smile but my eyes don't lie
the eyes never lie
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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