hello i have written something

this is just word vomit really, do not expect much :)

but pls  tell me what u think 

The art of peeling off my skin 

Thoughts of flesh and bone 

I regurgitate the all knowing and none of it is about me 

However 

I think if you were to start peeling 

And peel back some more 

Something could happen, like it was there 

I think my bones will burst and turn into juice maybe 

And burrow underground and talk to the fungi 

Maybe they'd laugh 

But my head rings hollow, so maybe not

My fat will boil and bubble over

And sting like it always does 

My guts will tell you everything about me

So, not much 

My nerves will pinch and my muscles will start to cry

And fill up every single room because what else is there to do 

And then my brain will explode

Like a glitter bomb

Or a confetti cannon

Because it's hard to clean up

Like always 

I do it anyway

Or maybe nothing will happen and I am wrong

Like always

But I say it anyway 

And then ill tape it back together 

It didn't even happen

sorry

I just had to pee

ok!