If you are not aware,
your ribs will get in your way
if you try to cut out your heart.

I wish there was something
I could come up with
to make that a wonderful metaphor,

for how awful is it
that I am stuck with emotions
I don't want to feel-
and no one wants me to feel them anyway.

I don't know what to do-
determined thinking
usually has gotten me out of this problem.

I can't keep stepping forward
pretending everything is fine.

but I can't face this,
an enemy I cannot win,
for I don't pick battles I'm not sure of.

So I'll run,
like a doctor,
like a madman,
reaching for stars I'll never see,
for dreams I don't deserve,
lying through my teeth,
but I don't know if I'm lying to me or you.