Discernment

Uncut germs
That eyes can't behold
The mold on my peaches
My arms, can't reach it
My old forlorn temple
That's never been preached to
I never allowed it
My wrists turn to liquid
Align ones and zero's
To make sense of this haze
Wobbly eyes in unison
Doctor says I need sun
With your big gesture
Your broken mirror
Like sunlight burning
I don't exist I'm sure
With your big gesture
The stains in your shirt
Feels off in my hands
I don't exist I tell them
Allow me to introduce myself, my name's ''Why''
Why did I forget to turn off Steven Fry?
It's all gone to marbles
I lost them in space
I have to keep them satisfied
I can't keep up the pace
With your big gesture
Your broken mirror
Like sunlight burning
I don't exist I'm sure
With your big gesture
The stains in your shirt
Feels off in my hands
I don't exist I tell them