Ciafanos

My friends are at the venue
My boyfriend is playing
But, I’m in my own mind this time
Not listening to this or that
Just the sound of my head

I love you
You know that
So why does it never feel enough

I feel alone
On a barstool
Looking at your neck

Wondering where you look at
Do you feel the knife through my neck?
Dragging me through the dirt

It just feels forced, you know?
Loving you during a music set
Where there’s people who would never believe:
I’m still here