I wish I had a better body
then maybe all my friends would hate me
and I wouldn’t have to touch them.
I’d skateboard all the way to your house
to lie as flat as the pavement in your driveway
and let your roommate run me over with her car.
I want to speak to the sky
but she doesn’t call me back anymore.
So tell your sister
I’m not her fucking friend.
Tell your friends
I’m not their fucking friend.
I am cement.