Oh brain, why couldn’t you let the feeling out
the feeling of being lonely while I lay sleepless
The things you let me do to fill my cold body with warmth
so artificial my teeth hurt
Oh brain, why did you let younger me do
the things I did to fill the void of a heart?
Handmade to fit the key all the wrong people have.
Giving things to make me feel
the warmth that was so artificial.