Society Poem by Lauren Miller

Black hole in my chest swallows all my best intentions
and the fear of loneliness hurts worse than ever experiencing it
Trying to constantly create this facade of nothingness
Best disguise I've ever produced
Trying to hide behind my own face in order to distinguish
Needing a place in your shallow world
and struggling against the grain
I end up swimming in the same pool
The same circle again and again
Hoping for a way out
Or better yet a way in
Make me weak in the knees
Silly in the brain, that's what I'm sick of having to feign
Relinquish your soul for a bit attention
The gift I'm willing to give
A sacrifice might be a better word to describe my cold heart's intentions
Struggling to break free, Struggling to be, Struggling to never need
Your acceptance