Still Trap

... no way out

Title: Still Trap

By: Joshua Casimier

Date: September 22, 2014

Here I am again looking in this mirror.... Does this dress make me look fat?

I wonder if I can put on these stockings.

While trying to support my top with this metaphorical bra, yet still trying to maintain my self when I have no esteem while showing off all my skin wishing that someone would pick me up so I can finally accomplish my dream..

…..F**k you b***h I can do it..

I woke up like this..

Okay that was kind of mean.

Though having the natural hair color of black dying It blond while trying to maintain with todays fashion is no easy job guess that is why I constantly day dream..

1. am no dummy..

Maybe I can give Carter a call and take him up on his date.

Maybe we can make up.

Not to mention I am out of that..

Hard being me in this world..

So flawless...

While these girls remain so clueless...

I am need of more cover girl.

…. Oh my god I have a blemish..

Oh well in order to finish I need to fix my hair.

After all I have to look my best.

Maybe if I put on my face everyone will love me again just like they did before.

Just like my girl Candice, but she was just a hoer..

Tex-ting while driving while arguing with some guy.

So foolish, but she was trapped in a abuse life anyway...

Not to mention it only took twenty minuets after the fact I realize her message said accidentally typed correctly with the word die.

I am clearly going to be the next top model anyway of America.

Tyra has nothing on me...

Not to mention I am only a solid 135 lbs.

36-25-34

Man I am so hungry...

Its so hard cause everyone wants me.

Guys find it hard that I am alone.

My mother before she died to had dreams and actually became a star she had some kind of addiction and called my rib cage xylophone.

She was cool too...

Although when I wake up cause I will wake up I am going to be stronger.

Going from seeing red in this bed wearing blue trying to text while I am wrapped up in this body suit.

I am going to be the hottest thing out here,

You better believe I am the truth.

To my mom rest in peace.

To my friend Candice you go girl I will see you in heaven.

I am going to drink one for you if I can once I get out of here.

Getting out of my head, or this hospital building whatever.

Cause this a*s needs to be running the streets, towns, and states including Oklahoma.

I have to go cause I am still trapped in here.

I hear voices in my head even in my ears.

So for now back to this trap known as my coma.

Still trapped.