A prayer sent up from the bathroom tile

Why did you make me me? A girl with her heart so close to her skin

who doesn't know how to love?

Why did you let me live? A baby screaming on a plane

the most selfish state of being?

Why did you make me with eyes so wide but with arms so empty?

Why is all my time spent pretending?

Why did you send me alive in the dark?

Can't you finish

what you started?

Only from here do I notice

how crooked the ceiling light is.

Only after we die do we notice

what killed us.