three-chambered hearts

you'd think that
with all our forced
anarchy you'd cut
yourself
on all
_{(or at least some)}
of my hoodie zippers and sharpened
shoelaces, because i
don't care enough to
say _{"i love you"}
but heaven
_{(and hell both)}
both know i do

we live with
dilapidated house
guests
denying us
our education
"we don't need no education"
"we don't need no more pain"

i drew a picture
on the wall today
i told my friend i
saw the future and
we all hung
high in our
own make-believe
trees