we are we are (pretend)
we are
our greatest enemy
we are
our very best friend,
we arent the glue
that keeps us together
but
we are
the chemical that makes it come un done at the end,
unless we look deep inside us
and then way beyond us
can we finally come to
something that will mend,
this twisted metal
heavy foot on top of the gas foot medal
borderline “oh no he’s okay, but he might be mental”
mask we use to blend away and play pretend