your "faded" jeans

in a size "2" with the 3 crossed out.

because you don't dare to step out of the box

of

quotation marks

all jumbled up.

that look like strikes for everytime you fucked up.

and let out the true you.

and the plants in the house still REACH for the light before hitting

door

window

or wall.

and you wonder what they're after

but you don't dare

go outside

your box.