My brain is a magician It makes me think something is wrong when everything is fine
My body is an illusion it’s there until you reach out or get to close then it shatters
I swallow swords like...
“I need you.”
“I trust you.”
“I love you.”
I trap myself in a glass box with water while people watch me struggle for air
But the greatest trick of all is when I disappear and think people are going to care.