She Forgets

on the spot; Margot, Anon, Ruby & Lily

sometimes

she gets infatuated

with the lies

and the switching

and i do understand

it's kind of hard

to keep track of yourself

especially when you have so many selves

to keep track of

herding us all 

can be painful

but only because we're never 

in the same place

always scattered

minds

of our own

we are

always chatting

driving her insane

with the words

we 

keep

repeating

and the things

that we

keep 

seeing

and the memories

of ours

that sometime replay in her brain

somehow

she is always lying

telling everyone she meets

about her mental disease

she says

that she feels like she is lying

telling everyone she meets about her 

mental disease

we're not scared

of the outside

world

only the things

people have to say

about us

coz we know

that we don't usually

surface

on a daily basis

i agree

i, too

sometimes

have visions

that i did

something

when in reality

my reality

i didn't do any of them

i would be chilling

chatting with my pals

 at one point 

and then some time would pass

between us

and the next

thing i would be aware

of

would be the fact that somehow

some time had passed

and now i'm laying down

in bed

not even having a memory about any thing i did

sometimes

i would look around

stop myself and hold time in the palm

of my hands

and crush it between my fingers

sometimes it's hard

when people are over

coz i never know when to talk or move away

when they ask of me

a certain degree

i just couldn't resist

and then i'd start talking

and it feels like forever passed

us in between

when it's time 

for them to leave

i feel so empty inside

when we're outside

in natures hands

we feel safe

like Mother is there

not your Mother

our Mother

not that whole

Mother Theresa

shin dig

either

nature

fills us whole

and the only thing that we could be told

is 

'it's time to go home'

and we'd come scurrying back

inside the car

we'd weep

looking out the window

in between

tears that come streaming

we feel very alone

we wish for some company

at times

when we stare

in the emptiness surrounding us whole

we think to ourselves

why can't we ever have someone to play with?

but one fact that's reassuring

is that we have someone to play with 

although she is off limits

to us

we still see her

and are smiling on the insides

but we are still so sad

and i know we don't have to be 

someone whispers 

to forget her

and that's our cue

whose she?

where did she come from?

and a simple

what's her name?

smiles upon smiles

upon piles

of miles

we travel 

to and fro

and the journey

is never ending

sometimes

when we have too many adventures

we take up space in her memory

and so

She Forgets