I talk in pauses, you hear alarms
Every movement read as harm
My body feels borrowed, stitched in doubt
A map that never points me out
I flinch at light, I burn at sound
My thoughts don’t sit, they spin around
You ask me why I’m always tense
Try living without congruence
I’m not hostile, I’m overwhelmed
Every word I speak gets bent
You want clean lines, I bleed instead
Meaning lost inside my head
I’m screaming through reverb, can you hear me now?
Every truth I say gets swallowed by doubt
Misunderstood, mistranslated, misused
I speak in pain — it stays untranslated to you
You call it anger, you call it fear
I call it trying to still be here
Autistic nights, fluorescent days
Every social rule a maze
Bipolar skies above my skin
High-voltage hope, then nothing wins
Psychosis hums just out of frame
Like someone whispering my name
You say I’m dangerous when I break
But you don’t feel the noise I take
I’m not a threat, I’m not a lie
I’m just loud when I survive
You hear distortion, shut the door
I’m asking you to hear it more
Antisocial armor, narcissistic scars
Built from never being who you are
Borderline edges, I split in two
Trying to be kind and bulletproof
You diagnose me, then look away
When I ask you just to stay
I’m not your lesson, not your phase
I’m a life you won’t translate
Don’t reduce me to a warning sign
Don’t subtitle what’s already mine
I’m not an error in your tongue
I’m a language never learned
I feel too much, I feel too fast
I dissociate to make it last
I’m screaming through reverb, I won’t clean it up
This noise is the only voice I trust
Misunderstood, mistranslated, misused
Every part of me stays untranslated to you
I’m not cured, I’m not saved
I’m still breathing through the haze
I float above my name tonight
Like it never quite fit right
Your words echo, then dissolve
Questions I don’t have to solve
I blur, I fade, I separate
Still alive, but out of phase
Soft-focus heart, unfixed, unmade
I exist — untranslated
AWeekTillSunrise
