u/April-Matter

I'd like someone to talk to for some advice or just to listen I guess. I'm under 18 so i'd like a girl. Or a guy who isn't gonna be creepy. Thank you :)

I dont wanna be a muse, Stop looking at me through the lens of your camera. I wanna see your eyes, Eyes on me. This isn't a show, It's my god damn surgery. My blood and organs aren't art, So stop dissecting. Put down the scalpels and forceps and gloves, Break the microscope, And see me. See ME. I wanna be a lover. Let me hide behind my skin and my eyes, Study the maps of my scars, Notice my gentleness and my fear. Put down the camera, I’m tired of being on your wall, Put me in your wallet. I think your lenses know me better than your eyes, Am I easier to swallow, as a reflection? When im dead, I wonder if you'll wish you felt my skin more, I’ll reincarnate in your darkroom, Sit in the red light. Watch you stare at the photos, And wonder why what made me so damn interesting to you, Faded. And then I'll watch your subject shift: Another piece of your portfolio.

I dont wanna be the artist, I frame you in gold, because I'm made of lead. My eyes will never get tired, Drinking in your light through the lenses, Praying some of your blood ends up in my veins. Your the most beautiful thing created, I can't find the right angle to catch it. I'm the only thing in this room no one will remember. If i put my tools down, There will no longer be a reason, For anyone to see me. I'm the least interesting thing about my art. The deepest parts of you catch the light, I’m sure I would be able to see the flare, In whatever poor soul got your organs, They’ll forever be in debt, To your divine. Your in my gallery, No one will ever forget, Like they will me. Hundreds of pictures thousands of hours, All the work, Never the subject. You once lit up, To be a part of my highlights. Now your dead, People admire your essence on the walls, I'll always be tucked away, In forgotten credits.