It’s pink and it’s squishy.

Let me take my hands
and tickle the very part
that is you
that sets you
apart from me.
It’s pink
and it’s squishy
the same as mine
however you think differently.
Why?
Now I’ll grab a sharp blade
and if I cut here
and then I cut there
will you be different?
As you re-awake
will you be
more like me
in your thinking
and your wants?
Honestly I know I’m not the cure
to the illness that riddles humans
because I myself over think
so I’ll lay down
on the table next to you
as they place the drill
amongst my head
a lobotomy
to make me numb.
If we were all numb
there would be only indifference
and nothing else left
to bicker about.
Finally life
could grow
as we forget about us.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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