feeling this pressure
wanting to lay down and melt
feel everything around me
becoming the ground
blend in with the sand
skin turing to grains
dont want to be seen
but i feel everything
i want to become apart
laying down thinking of nothing
ignorant shall i read
to become so small
that nothing cares
about being blown with the wind
spread across the world
all different pieces
distanced so far
i want the feeling of one
becomming one by falling apart
strung in with this world
so common
no one sees
im ashamed to be named
in the same catagory
wanting the feeling of dirt
dust kicked about
moving on to where no one cares
becomming apart
now i just lie
extremedies spread
creating a kite
shutting my eyes
knowing im not here
im going somewhere
blending in with surrounding
thinking im no one
thinking im not even there
molecules connected
becomming apart