Fainting Goat

My long forgotten body

                                          Pulses

With the glow of what could have been

When you close your eyes

Can you feel

Remorse

Bubbling into your chest?

When you shut your mouth

Can you feel

Regret?

Can you?

Or do you just let the

I don’t know if I’m pretty enough for this world, 

I’ve got scars from every adventure I’ve ever had. 

I’ve got acne and spots no matter what I do and what I eat. 

To be a teen

Is to lose your sense of self

Completely.

What is right?

What is wrong?

What is cool?

Why do some feel so drawn to popularity

While others are repulsed by it?

I don’t love school.

I don’t hate it all the time

but I hate it enough to say

I don’t like it.

I like one class

and goofing off during study hall