My sides burn

Like eyes are burning into every cell of it

Between my eyebrows are tense

In an unknown anger

My stomach has ghost peppers

Riding a looping roller coaster

Through a gang of butterflies

My back has cracked so many times

That each pop adds another insecurity

Into the polluted puddle of muscle in my skull

My eyes are tired

Tired of holding the tears that won’t dare to spill

Like they are behind walls of plastic

I don’t know why I feel like this…